I`m not knocking your want to carry that home
Took it with you when you moved and got it broke
Found the pieces, we counted them all alone
Didn`t add up, forgot to carry a zero
I can`t be your apologist very long
I`m surprised that you`d want to carry that on
Count your blemishes you can`t they`re all gone
I can`t see your response putting them back on
Like they`re waiting for your guard to fall
So they can see it all
And you`re so occupied with what other people* are occupied with
And vice versa
And you`ve become what you thought was dumb
A fraction of the sum, the middle and the front
And now it`s coming back hasn`t come too far
I was trying to help but I guess I pushed too hard
And now we can`t even touch it
Afraid it`ll fall apart