Keaton's song
You gave up on me way too fastOur parents would have never done thatGive me time and I'll prove you thatI am better than what i showed you last
You're sick and tired of seeing me cryYou don't know how to calm me downPlease read me poems and make me laughRemind me how lucky I am
YOU WONDER WHY I HIT MYSELF???I'm trying to kill the worst of meTo be the best for youTo be the best for you
You haven't spoken a word for daysYou write it all down, you say it keeps you aliveYou grew a beard to hide behindSo i cannot read your mindI cannot read your mindI cannot read your mind
You build walls no one could climbAnd burry yourself in your victorian mindyou said "FORGET IT, IT'S BETTER LIKE THAT"And since I've lost all sense and meaning of life
NOW, where do our story end?No, I'm not ready to move onI know that you're the best for meI'll be the best for you
You gave up on me way too fastBut don't be a stranger at lastGive me time and I'll prove you thatI'm trying to kill the worst of meTO BE THE BEST FOR YOUTO BE THE BEST FOR YOU...