| Come around | |
| To see the world that I've made for you | |
| take your time | |
| and just screw me well | |
| I stick around and read your mind | |
| you know that nothing matters | |
| as long as you're near, near me | |
| See the world | |
| and trace the life that used to bleed | |
| wash away | |
| all the pain you hold inside | |
| I stick around to read your mind | |
| you know that nothing matters | |
| as long as you're near, near me | |
| Some times I fall | |
| and show myself to you | |
| sometimes I rise | |
| against what is not me | |
| sometimes I cry | |
| to hide my anger | |
| some times I lie to you | |
| Come around | |
| to see the world that I've made for you | |
| take your time | |
| and just screw me well | |
| I stick around and read your mind | |
| you know that nothing matters | |
| as long as you're near, near me | |
| Some times I fall | |
| and show myself to you | |
| sometimes I rise | |
| against what is not me | |
| sometimes I cry | |
| to hide my anger | |
| some times oh I lie to you |