Low on time with the [bad word] for you 
 Lied to your mother, smoking cigs on the swing-set 
 Only nineteen, burn trees with your lovers, but 
 They got no mothers, do they? Yah, they got no mothers 

 I hid my head on the deck and I passed out 
 Well I'd kick the habit but I don't like being told to 
 And can't you see that I've always been so honest with you 
 But theres all these pitfalls to being misunderstood 

 So I lay my life out 
 Yah, I lay it right before you 

 Don't let anyone in 
 First I have got to know my own head 
 Don't let anyone in 
 First I must get a grip on my head 

 I lay my life out 
 Yah, I lay it right before you 

 Break my body, it breaks my brain 
 But it wasn’t because of you, it was the pressure on me 
 God it’s lovely how you made me right 
 There were no words about it, but I swear you saved my life