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It's just like you to contest

Wear it like a label on your breast

don't you see what this takes of me?

A certain callousness complies

With your charm and in your pride

a hopeful look draped in despise.

I want to give you

whatever you need.

What is it you need?

Is it what I need?

I want to give you

whatever you need.

What is it you need?

Is it within me?

It's hard to explain how I am getting by

on so little from you.

It's hard to believe that I would let myself

get so wrapped into you.

There's got to be something that would

be worthwhile for me to give to you.

We need a connection but you

seem to push me far away from you, from you, from you.

The harder I push the further I fall.

Well you don't mind me being headstrong.

But you don't want to sing along.

Maybe it's trite but I can always, always, always be wrong

It's just like you to contest

Wear it like a label on your breast

don't you see what this takes of me?

A certain callousness complies

With your charm and in your pride

a hopeful look draped in despise.

I want to give you

whatever you need.

What is it you need?

Is it what I need?

I want to give you

whatever you need.

What is it you need?

Is it within me?

It's hard to explain how I am getting by

on so little from you.

It's hard to believe that I would let myself

get so wrapped into you.

There's got to be something that would

be worthwhile for me to give to you.

We need a connection but you

seem to push me far away from you, from you, from you.

The harder I push the further I fall.

Well you don't mind me being headstrong.

But you don't want to sing along.

Maybe it's trite but I can always, always, always be wrong, be wrong, be wrong

Try not to be, try not to be, try not to be, try not to be wrong