I thought the time had passed when I could find beauty in the words
I set the stage and the scenery, rehearsing every word
Ch: But when I try to make it more, well, it was always less
It’s a thin line between pleasing yourself and pleasing somebody else
So with my confidence on fire, I set to fixing up my role
Separation of desires, it led me deeper down in the hole
Ch (x2)
Now I’m trying to get back to what I know that I should be
Hoping to God that I was just a temporary absentee.
Ch (x2)