Here
JON CROSBY
Where do I put the shame?
It feels like a broken toy
I can't play with
Anymore
Where do I put the hate?
To a pixilated screen
I can't watch anymore
All I know is that
I'm here drifting
Somewhere in the vast
Somewhere in eternity
And
I never want to leave
Where do I put the books
There's so many I could read
But
They all are filled
With lies
Where do I put the lies
There's so many I could say
But
It seems they're
In the books
I have faith that
You're out there living high
Up in the vast
Somewhere in eternity
And
You're never going to leave
Have I been telling
Lies to myself?
Hold me now you know
I am so afraid
To be at all
Have I been telling
Lies to myself?
Hold my now you know
I am so afraid to love at all
Where do I put the love?
Where do I put the love?