cover me with love. i am blessed. you're burying your father
you're burying your son. you are dead. i know nothing of real pain
i'm a child and i am spoiled. i hate myself for my complaints
i'm pathetic and i'm bored. i cry simply at the thought. i crumble at the sight. if i ever had to feel
and pray for god to save me. i have never been in love
i pretend to care. convince myself that it's enough
i was never there. i am hiding in the dust
sweep me underneath the chair. i have never been in love. i keep on giving