I'm a green leaf
I'm not a flower...

Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...

My eyes sweat with exhaustion
I'm battered and badly bruised...

There's monsters in my closet
And underneath my bed...

Beneath the senyru of the maple tree
Are male tainted butterflies lost in love...

Unto the mirror
I turn my face...

I hide my tears from this cruel World
All this crisp pain inside my heart...

How can you hold me with those same hands
That do stain my skin with fresh bruises...

They say everything is bigger in Texas
That includes the hurricanes...

I'm more powerful than Superman
Cause nobody knows my kryptonite...

A lot of times in our Life
We find reasons to complain...

That's the appealing thing about speech
It's a billboard of open space...