I studied reality religiously
Some day, all day I hear them preach
Fix themselves with a simple touch
But just break and fall when it's too much

They say I swear too much
(All I swear is my love to you)
They say there's too much make up
(All I make up's when I broke with you)
They say don't tell your stories out loud
But that's what makes them true
Will you be my muse?
Will you be my?

I lose myself in a maze of trust
Dead ends with walls that smell of rust
Yellow gifts were tools that screw it on
We'll pass this test then we can finally grow old

They say I swear too much
(All I swear is my love to you)
They say there's too much make up
(All I make up's when I broke with you)
They say don't tell your stories out loud
But that's what makes them true
Will you be my muse?
Will you be my?

They say I swear too much
All I swear is my love to you
They say there's too much make up
All I make up's when I broke with you
They say don't tell your stories out loud
But that's what makes them true
Will you be my muse?
Will you be my?