I see what I see
And what I see is real to me
I'm painting my face and I'm cutting my wings
And I don't care about the world as long as I don't feel it at all
Feeling is hurting and hurting is wrong"I'm afraid of bleeding" I lie on the floor
Praying with trembling fingers that I won't be forgotten"Oh, Mister I'm mad! Oh, Mister I'm rotten!"
I won't ask you to be freed for I just don't care
I'm a slave anyway to my body and head
I'm afraid of what's out there, I can't find air
Won't you give me the cure?
I don't care to stay pure!
I'm scared of my family, of the way that they stare
For I know they'll leave me, though they say that they care
Feeling is hurting and hurting is wrong"I'm afraid of bleeding" I lie on the floor
Praying with trembling fingers that I won't be forgotten"Oh, Mister I'm mad! Oh, Mister I'm rotten!"
And feeling is hurting, yeah, and hurting is wrong
I said once upon a time when I was just dumb and blond