Album: Consolers of the Lonely
Pull this blanket off of me
Maybe it will help me see
The things I believed to be true
I'm paying for what should be free
But I don't buy what their telling me
And I want to believe in you
It's hard sticking to your guns
When everybody's having fun
Makes me want to run
I don't know what to do
Not everything is what it seems
Maybe these boys don't have dreams
I can't blame them some dreams are worth damn but truth