You the centre and the colour of my eyes
Double nine
You taught me how to see everything between
Knife filled eyes

My favourite and my best
Well there is no contest
The worst you ever did
I want to bless

I’ve been so lost since the skin upon my soul
Was fierce and bold
You knew the truth but God forbid any of your friends
Are ever told

Don’t say that we’re the same
You know the stars can lie
You’ve been a joyful blame for all my life

Well what’s that got to do with anything?
You don’t know me like you should and
Nothing’s ever good enough for you

Well I can scratch until I’m smooth until my hands are
Blistering and bruised
And I see you

You’ve been an inspiration and an awful pain
You’ll always be afraid of your own name

I beg you not to tell, as if you ever would
Now don’t forget to be what I never could