i chose a costume from my closet
whatever mood you’re in today
face up to an honest mirror
rehearse words i’ll never say

and when i’m home from chasing you
hang my laugh on the back of the chair
slip on a sadness that’s wearing thin
and wonder why i care

i pour myself out for you
whatever you want me to
and they say it’s such a waste
what i do …to put a smile on your face

my hope is beaten and left for dead
but it picks itself up again and again
send someone strong enough to finish the job
i fear this will never end

i want to crawl inside, behind your eyes
and then finally i could see
how truly far you are from
ever wanting me