Beauty's in the eye of the beholder
Thank god...
I held her.

Would it be better if I never met her?
Wish I...
Could forget her.

If I held you, but don't hold you now
Laid my eyes on you
But I don't see you now
Does that make you ugly
Are you a disfigured scowl
Or, is it just resentment
Playing tricks on me now

Who's this weeks holder?
Who sees you like I saw you then?
Who's with you playing strip poker?
Who holds their cards tight?
Now as you reveal your chest

An arm's length
Is close enough to still touch
An arm's race
You will **** to get what you want

Why can't you see?
You have more to offer this world
Than temporary
Satisfaction they found in some girl
Cuz you have more
Than an arm to offer this world

Poison drips in to your brain...
We are both in love
With the same thing
I cannot be saved
But I have hope for you.