Squirm

I cannot tell you how I feelI cannot make you knowWhat makes me realYou'd wanna steal itI cannot show you how I cryI cannot let you lookInto my eyesI'll tell you whyIt all comes down to meAnd all you'll ever beIs one small drop of feelingIn a sentimental seaThe rains that brought you inWere dried up by the windsAnd now it seems that sunny daysAre never gonna endNow I'm older, I'm a manI cannot speak to youBut when I canYou'll understand itStill on my mind, still in my wayYou know I think aboutYou every dayCan't run awayFrom someone I still loveYour face reminds me ofOur nights alone, the me you ownedBefore push came to shoveAnd then I start to sighAnd wish that I could dieAnd twist and turn and crash and burnUntil I'm really high