Running out of breath
Chasing down the big parade,
Raising up my hand,
Thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me
And all of these illusions,
They really mean the world to me, me
Don't make me out to be this helpeless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
In and out of space,
I'm always somewhere in between,
I try to make commands
But instead I make a mess of things, for me
I try to paint by numbers,
But nothing's black and white for me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth,
And no one can stand inside my shoes,
But you
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy
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