You told me to be kind And kind i was You told me to be true And true i was
You told me to believe And believe i did You told me to be giving And give i did
But now Now i can't fight
Too kind to defend Too weak to defend Too true to pretend Too naive to pretend
Too faithful to take control Too delusional for that Too giving, i gave it all Now i have nothing left
Why did you make me So beautiful and bright When i would live in a world That would eat up all light
I didn't know i'd have to lie in interviews I didn't know i'd have to fight when words failed I didn't know god wouldn't always save me I didn't know i'd have to keep things for myself
I didn't know about the real world
But we all have to adapt to the real world i guess. I just think it's ****** up we're told as kids to be all these textbook nice things when you actually need to be the opposite to survive this ***** of an existence.