I know what is wrong

I'm sure you don't appreciate my tone

Just get so mad, I'm not as brave that I tell myself I am



I love to be wanted, but all I wanted is to be loved, is that so much?

To be remembered, never swept under the rug

Seen is all we got, my mom's been dead for my whole life

And I wouldn't trade it for anything



And there will be a day when I sadly outlive all my useful tricks

And when I look back I want to know that we were more than just as sad



I love to be wanted, but all I wanted is to be loved, is that so much?

To be remembered, never swept under the rug

Seen is all we got, my mom's been dead for my whole life

And I wouldn't trade it for anything