Wear a rainbow she tells me and a smile too
That will hide from people the frowns and emotional flu
She is really good at this, a superb example
Makes me so anxious I start to ramble
So where does your mask end and your feelings begin?
Right now I don’t know which option is a loss and which’s a win.

I would say I love this girl but she makes it so clear
That she tries her hardest to keep people from being dear.
At it’s root it’s pretty morbid, but that’s the way life rolls
I would love to kiss her but am afraid of what will unfold
What if my aggressive actions scared her away
Or worse yet I could find out that she never wanted to stay.

I need to stop talking like that, thinking like that
Maybe I am just unconfident or something whack
Fuck man, who even uses whack these days.
I need to grasp that girl by the hand; I have a place for her to stay
Now she can stop playing tumbleweed and plant some roots
Maybe for once she’ll sit at her desk and take off her boots
Rather then keeping her shoes on until she crawls into bed
And I know about the suitcase, it calms your head
To keep a bag packed in case you have to run
But girl I am telling you, stay here and have some fun.

It would do her good to really unwind
Instead of always trying so hard to find
A problem in the situation or someone to fix
She’ll always find herself the locals dicks
You know those guys looking for wallets to drain
And strong woman “that need to be tamed?”
Junkies with a million filth covered problems
And girls like her think they will disappear if you love them
Those men have me hot from anger yet cold and emotionless
But my blood is caught a fire when I see her go through this.

She said:
[Give me a dream and I will make it happen
Give me your pain, I will not be dampened.
I will wear a rainbow and hide my frown
And I will turn all the bad things inside out]

He threw her around like trash, I could see it happening
All through out it I was having such issues fathoming
Why she would put herself through all of this
Then I realized what I would go through for her kiss.

I would say I love her but where does the mask end?
I would say she feels the same but I have no trust in the signals she sends
She admits that she holds herself all inside her mental fortress
And thinking about that true smile being a ruse gives me stress
There was nothing truer and more beautiful, now I know it was a sham
But knowing so does not make me want to stop holding on her hand.

 
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