I crack and I peel like lead laced walls I'm a haphazard so please keep your distant I contain many flaws I fear no one will love me maybe I'm a lost cause people keep coming and going like a bunch of rotating glass doors we all have sores that will never heal and I'm not talking about the STD kind I'm talking about the wounds that prevent you from really feeling see I'm afraid I'll never fall in love I'd rather lie in the tub and let the bubbles tickle as they rise on up I know that might be a little graphic but it's the truth. Show me the proof. So I can stop treating love like a spoof.