Old studio recording...
I learned how to play an F chord.
Crazy on Paper
Are you searching for the truth
Or do you hide in what you do?
I tried to warn you long ago
But what I said you didn’t wish to know
Can’t be held responsible
CHORUS:
Don’t touch me, it burns
From the flames ignited, from each lesson learned
Don’t look at me, it’s driving me crazy
Short drive, I know, backwards maybe
It’s hard to see who’s right and wrong
It’s hard to see whose side I’m on
I breathe each breath to avoid conflict
Feel of the walls in the darkness
My eyes are closed
CHORUS
If I came out and said it, would hate me then?
If I live up to my thoughts, is it a sin?
Reach in and pull me out
This is a place I could live without
The land of self-doubt
CHORUS
Cynic and idealist fight
On and on behind my eyes
And my life
Is on paper
CHORUS-