You see, I want the world to believe That there's a light inside of me, But it's time that I come clean. I'm not what I seem, no. Some would say I'm possessed, yeah, But I'll confess I've just been obsessed With life and death and emptiness, I guess. Can't you see all of the change in me?
You took these starving limbs, tried to see. Tried to see what they could be, But I thought I'd be something. I thought you'd complete me, That you'd erase all the pain that I felt in my brain. If you filled my heart with love, Then you'd fill my voids above. Now you see, that didn't change a thing.
What do you want from me? What do you want from me?