Days pass and time on and on, But, you might think my skin was enough But, something you don't understand I'm porcelain. I'm porcelain.
Knowing if I give you the sky and also the sea But I think there's one thing in this world that'll make you me Cause you can wield sword in any direction, you damn well please But you don't understand, that my heart is in hands And I'm you not to squeeze.
1] I was ruined in the 7th grade, the never changed or went away The memory's ingrained like it was They're telling me I'm crazed, because blessed her name A steady gaze to her frame, If life is a play, then she was center stage I sent her letter on a daily basis That her friend's trashed in waste So, if she there's just no way to trace this She was reigning queen of junior high and I was Painted and bracelets, and even looked graceful in plated braces I hate to say but my aim was wasted So, I trained my heart for years while she remained in basics the same parade of babes to places Swearing I a space in her heart Yet every semester she'd vainly it Yet, I and displayed my patience Even statements of positive advice in her of shaky situations But she associated me with hip relations With bated breath, I withstood the breakage. porcelain.
Days pass and goes on and on, But, you might think my skin was strong But, there's you don't understand I'm porcelain. I'm porcelain.
2] With my hormones racing, praying a for a date on summer Around the when your body is under renovation You know when nothing fits? And the get bolder, and start looking for older affiliates I a silly wish in my mind that she'd willingly kiss these lips, but I get Frisky, I get the feeling she'd diss me I'm in a risky position - itching to hit a decision To up the ambition to make the proposition Desperation my religion The same way you envision cynics Jesus caged in a prison Visiting hours consisted of Lit & Diction History quizzes on to Mr. Richard Nixon Transfixed in her smile like the other fifty She hypnotized, Guess I'm stickler for pretty eyes I minimized my obsession, never the confession Even evaded her presence at our procession It was a decision I regretted what I could have sai and would it have swept her away if I it Step and and edit - my thoughts clashed But I regained my lost chance the very day that we crossed paths I reveled in the opportunity, asked her to go in this confidence that was new to me It beautifully! A wild night became a quiet ride home As I broke the silence her eyes Seven years of frustration then hit her with abrasion As I laced her with my tale of lust, tears and Her was a face of fakeness Told me she was flattered, but within a lacking any amazement It seemed she'd heard it all I realized then, her popularity is I wanted her for I tried to be as she hopped out the door But even the hearts break when they're dropped to the floor Porcelain.
(2x) Days and time goes on and on, But, you might think my was strong enough But, something you don't understand I'm porcelain. I'm porcelain.
Cuz in the end Days Pass and (just little boys scarred hearts from girls who think they older than they are) Time Goes on and on (just little boys with hearts from who think they older than they really are) You might think my skin (just little with scarred hearts from boys who think older than they really are) was enough but there's you don't understand (just little Kids with scarred hearts from other kids) I'm I'm