Maria Mena – Your glasses

What could you possibly see in me?
Is it my soul hung out to dry?
I think my dysfunctional family
Has shaped it thoughtout my life

What could you possibly like in me?
Do you like my ability to bend?
I think my fear of intimacy
Has shaped the time we spend

No it´s not you it´s me
And it´s not us it´s them
Sure it´s not her
It´s the way she moves you
But she kisses harder then me
She kisses harder then me

I always looked in through your glasses
But all I could see
Is the specter of me reflected
The empty shell of me

What could you possibly love in me?
Is it the way I wear my smile
It hangs from the tipof my tongue you see
Oh this might take awhile

No it´s not you it´s me
And it´s not us it´s them
Sure it´s not her
It´s the way she moves you
But she kisses harder then me
She kisses harder then me

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