naïveté Grew from the roots that attempted to pull me down Putting all my trust in people I’ve known for a week Another tragic life lost young The coroner never got back with his report But I didn’t want to know, is that selfish of me? Another branch off the family tree And I feel you staring In the corner out of sight When the power flickers And I’m all alone again Say I’m insane, say it with your chest With your guard up high, lying to me With your love held above Just let your poison into my veins, his hands I do what I want, regardless of the bleachers And the accompanying note I don’t need you to keep me safe It’s all going downhill, keep a smile on your face Sunday’s in bed Hands across my face to hide the tears at night I’m sorry if I wasn’t what you probably thought that you wanted And I’m not your girl Head clouded by weed but the pain made a home Jesus, I’m praying to you, won’t you make it go away? And, God, while you’re at it, can you make me less afraid? Of men I kiss him to feel like I’m doing something right I’m hiding my guilt, I think I’m doing it well For him, for them For me