Within This Dime-A-Dozen World i Swear They Must've Broke The Mold cuz You're The Only Soul I've Met that I Would Kill To Call My Own. let It Be Known, I'm Not Aggressive, Or Possessive all I Know Is, I Would Kill To Make You Mine I Am Usually Not This Bold let It Be Known....
i Never Wanted To Be Anybody's Anything....
anything At All, i'm Rather Small, Yet All My Shortcomings Stand Tall i've Crawled Upon My Hands Knees out Of The Fear That I Could Fall Through It All It's Left Me Withered, feeling Bitter Bought Sold, been Told I'm Not The Nicest Person that You'll Ever Get To Know let It Be Known....
i Never Wanted To Be Anybody's Anything....
weaving Through This Dust i Trust Nobody Else But Us i Must Admit It'd Take Some Years for Me To Walk Without This Crutch so On Such, I'd Still Be Fucked if I Am Forced To Walk Alone Should I Crumble At Your Feet i'll Hold Us Both Accountable let It Be Known....