You looking at me by Samiam
Youç£›e got it all between your fingers.
What you want you just canç£˜ grab.
You want it, all...What you want you just canç£˜ have.
Sand sifts through, with my disgust.
And with my sympathy, chains lay in rust.
You want someone to hold you together.
But youç£–e way too "strong", youç£–e way too proud.
You want someone to be around.
What you want, you need gone.
Itç£— old, itç£— dirty, itç£— cold outside,
itç£— loneley, itç£— ugly, itç£— all around.