You say bruises are purple
But they're actually cream
You say it's not a demon
But you've seen
Things no one should ever
Things I could never
Imagine in my life
Oh,
if you could see yourself
From the point of view of my guitar
From the point of view of who you
are From the sight of all your scars
Oh, Perry D From the sight of your hand
You're not insane You're just misunderstood
Hiding the shadows of your once-upon-a-dream
Comforts and snotty whams and dust-filled words
Unspoken You're not broken
You've awoken in a world that's not for you
If you could see the depth peeking from afar Something new,
a bit bizarre
From the sight of all the weirdos and the creeps
Hiding your bow You're not okay You're just not doing good
Hiding the shadows of your once-upon-a-dream
Comforts and snotty whams and dust-filled words
Unspoken
You're not broken
You've awoken in a world that's not for you
In
between It's not a dream, it's just a scene
Things I could treasure Things I can't remember
Oh,
if you could see yourself From the point of view of my guitar