Your Glasses

What could you possibly see in me?
Is it my soul hung out to dry?
I think my dysfunctional family
Has shaped it thoughtout my life

What could you possibly like in me?
Do you like my ability to bend?
I think my fear of intimacy
Has shaped the time we spend

No it's not you it's me
And it's not us it's them
Sure it's not her
It's the way she moves you
But she kisses harder then me
She kisses harder then me

I always looked in through your glasses
But all I could see
Is the specter of me reflected
The empty shell of me

What could you possibly love in me?
Is it the way I wear my smile
It hangs from the tipof my tongue you see
Oh this might take awhile...

No it's not you it's me
And it's not us it's them
Sure it's not her
It's the way she moves you
But she kisses harder then me
She kisses harder then me...

Tus Lentes

que podrias posiblemente ver en mi?
es mi alma colgada en seco?
creo que mi familia disfuncional
ha rasurado pensantemente mi vida

que podrías posiblemente ver en mi?
te gusta mi habilidad de curvearme?
creo que mi miedo de la intimidad
le ha dado forma al tiempo que pasamos

no no eres tu soy yo
y no somos nosotros son ellos
seguro no es ella
es el modo en que te mueves
pero ella besa mas fuerte que yo
ella besa mas fuerte que yo

siempre mire a traves de tus lentes
pero todo lo que pude ver
es el espectro de mi reflejado
el escudo vacio de mi

que podrías posiblemente ver en mi?
es el modo en que visto mi sonrisa
cuelga de la punta de mi lengua ves
oh esto podria tardar un rato

no no eres tu soy yo
y no somos nosotros son ellos
seguro no es ella
es el modo en que te mueves
pero ella besa mas fuerte que yo
ella besa mas fuerte que yo