“Give Me Back”

(Lyrics by Phillip A Laudin)

 

I was out on a mission to find myself

Although I know some I know not all

I speak with you now, I’m on the verge of self-disclosure.

My heart is pounding ever so hastily.

What will I get from this meeting?

 

I’ve done this before only to find rejection.

I don’t want that again.

My fear is being judged and being rejected.

All I need is some empathy to inflate my deflated ego.

Are you there? Can you hear?

If you’re there, I have a catharsis for you:

 

I’m sick of being open, sick of empathizing,

Only to cry over your empty stares.

I need to be loved, need to be cherished,

Only for who I am!

 

I have faults, you have faults, we all have faults.

I look past yours, so why can’t you look past mine?

 

So I sat with you and we talked for hours on end.

It didn’t matter how great things were going,

It only took one slip of my tongue to convince you

That I don’t give a shit for you.

Please don’t believe that.

 

Why do you do this to yourself and me?

You seem to believe no one’s perfect but me.

Are your standards to high or are mine too low?

Tell me know, don’t throw me that lack.

Do you want someone else or do you want me back?

Are you there? Can you hear?

If you’re there, I have a catharsis for you:

 

I’m sick of being open, sick of empathizing,

Only to cry over your empty stares.

I need to be loved, need to be cherished,

Only for who I am!

 

I have faults, you have faults, we all have faults.

I look past yours, so why can’t you look past mine?

 

I talk to you and I find myself.

Not just get you in my bed.

So please get that idea out of your head

And look at me for what I am.

Then you do and finally I get deep with you.

The deepest of my deepest feelings now rests with you.

Then I kiss you goodnight and then I go home to sleep.

Finally my mind’s at peace.

Then you just had to go tell everyone all the secrets I asked you to keep.

But why? Why? There’s no secrets about me anymore.

 

Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me help you, help me, help me, help me, help…

 

You fucked me and yourself.

Do you even know? Do you even see what I mean?

I told you sacred things about me that were not for anyone but me and you.

Have you not have anything better to talk about than me?

Go out! Get a life! Don’t talk to me.

No! Don’t fuckin try to tell me that you won’t do it again.

That you won’t do it again.

One thing I wish you could do but never could,

Is erase my wasted past with you

And therefore you’d give me back.

Therefore you’d give me back

Therefore you’d give me back

You’d give me back!

Or I’ll just take you!