(k. greenb. lincoln)



There's more than one girl in here

To deal with all the pleasures

And all the pain and all the guilt

They bring

There's a knot in the string

That links my childhood

With my present

It blocks me

Yetthe passion remains the same

They just keep changing names on me



There are things I refuse to deal with

Scary things that come out in awkward ways

Fake itdo I fake it? 

The dreamer girl fakes it better than I do it for real

Yetthe passion remains the same

They just keep changing names on me

On me

There must be something on me!



Little did I know I was

Standing on a rock that has now turned to sand

Turned to sand



And it's about rejection and it's about shame and

It's about walking away with what little dignity you can save

And it's about approval and it's about making it

To fill this jealous empty hole inside

Yetthe passion remains the same

They just keep changing names on me



On me

There must be something on me!

Little did I know I was

Standing on a rock that has now turned to sand

Turned to sand



Billy lincoln - guitars

Kat green - vocalsacoustic guitar

Jeff legore - bass

Greg ellis - drums and percussion