I only take as much as I've given.
But you've bored me to my bones.
And yes I've got to be honest,
this shit wasn't worth it.
So I'm packing what's left of me
and I am headed back home.
Now back to the story
cause' you knew my weakness.
I'm so scared to be alone.
Oh God I wish I could fight it,
just shaking in your arms.
Well if this is what love
is you can count me out.
(or you can cut me in).
All I can say is that
from now on I can't trust my heart.
It only does what it wants to.
It feels what it has to.
To pick me up on my feet.
And well we both have this sickness
of taking our time with breaking the bonds
that bind us to escape
(This is all we are).
Is products of passion.
But I can clear my head and remember:
every word you've said to make me feel
completely worthless time and again.
Watch this chalk white boy turn bright red,
from my sharp tongue to my weak knees.
All I can say is that
from now on I can't trust my heart.
It only does what it wants to.
It feels what it has to.
To pick me up on my feet.
And well we both have this sickness
of taking our time with breaking the bonds
that bind us to ESCAPE THIS!
I want to sing from the floor of an ocean.
Let the waves carry me back home.
I want to feel secure in my skin sweetheart.
I want to be home (This is all we are)