Lack of courage, misinterpreted signals:
My life passing right before my wondering eyes.
The plot is not yet finished,
my happy ending went missing.
Can't find a reason to make it worth the cost.
The head has been busy for a while,
no vacancies left.
The passage to my soul is hidden
somewhere inside my heart.
No one tried to get in, no one ever got out.
I need the heat to make me sweeter.
My true blue ways have been getting in the way
along with the truth I could never tell.
I do have a life,
I'm just not sure how to live it.
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