I know what is wrong
I'm sure you don't appreciate my tone
Just get so mad, I'm not as brave that I tell myself I am
I love to be wanted, but all I wanted is to be loved, is that so much?
To be remembered, never swept under the rug
Seen is all we got, my mom's been dead for my whole life
And I wouldn't trade it for anything
And there will be a day when I sadly outlive all my useful tricks
And when I look back I want to know that we were more than just as sad
I love to be wanted, but all I wanted is to be loved, is that so much?
To be remembered, never swept under the rug
Seen is all we got, my mom's been dead for my whole life
And I wouldn't trade it for anything
