I try to stop the train
To get used to pain
To get used to take the shit theyВґre talking
And i canВґt explain
Whatever happened
I try to write it down on paper
And i donВґt know why you called me over
You said you tried to make me bitter
But i donВґt think you would do a thing like…
ThatВґs not your way of getting sober
Tell me more about your career
IВґll give you compliments not telling how i lie
And suppose i donВґt have feelings for you
What good does that do
Anyway itВґs sad to say
And ignore that iВґm not looking at you
And donВґt care what our friends say
Why do they bother anyway
And if you should be my savior
Would you take care of my wounds
Would you hold me and secure me in your womb
IВґm the smallest lake
Fits in every city
Afraid the sun will dry me out
And i see lovers loving
And all the animals
Are drinking from my hand
HelpВґs the sun to kill me
And though i donВґt have much to give you
I try to offer you
Whatever good i do
And what if i canВґt live without you
IВґm not that good looking and bright
But you know iВґd treat you right
And if you should be my savior
Would you take care of my wounds
Would you hold me and secure me in your womb
The city smiles
With all itВґs lights
Shadows what iВґve accomplished