I...
Could've been...
The man you see in front of you all...
But he...
Slipped away...
To put this pride in to a place of hiding.
From everyone...

I...
Suffer through...
And push away anyone in love with me, I...
Wish
I could have...
The pretty things you see in me
Underneath.

I've slipped away...
A pin would feel important to me in the day...
I wish...
I could have...
The pretty things inside of you, understood by anything.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): WILLIAM L. HOWERDEL