I came to you with my heart in my hand
and thoughts that I could be a better man.
Trying to change all of my wicked ways,
but losing myself in a fevered craze.
Changing myself and disguising the rest;
Playing up parts that I think you'll like best.
The closer I got, the further it seemed,
this connection was ever what I dreamed.
This had become a game of silly boasts
about which one of us gave up the most.
It's rather silly, these masks we flaunted
are all that kept us from what we wanted.