• All your insecurities and dirty dreams,
    They make me high.
    High like the stars, high like the sky,
    High into the deepest of summer nights.

    All of my verbal slips and awkward trips,
    They make you run.
    Run like the horses, run like the blood,
    Run through the water just to fall in the mud.

    Maybe some day you'll see,
    You'll see that you're perfect for me.
    The life I never deserved
    Was the best thing I've ever been served.

    All your fake cries and hurtful lies,
    They make me dark.
    Dark like the shadows, dark like the night,
    Darkened the candles when the wind blew my mind.

    All of my sarcastic remarks and walks through the park,
    They make you howl.
    Howl like the wolf, howl like the trees,
    Howl into the ear of your newfound lover with glee.

    Maybe some day I'll see,
    I'll see that you're not good enough for me.
    The dignity that I carry is strong,
    And these feelings of sadness won't last long.