Facades II - Whitley

We never meant to be this bad
We never meant to be this sad
We never meant to be a lot of things
That were lurking in the dark
I applaud the facade of every broken heart
Where dreams are just screams from a deep undying dark
Or where sweet birds are the words of a world
That hurled you down to the ground where you found
Where you are now where you found solid ground
Buy me a new set of shoes
I'll write out a new set of rules
I'll feed you my heart and we will see
If we can cure your disease
I applaud the facade of every broken heart
Where dreams are just screams from a deep undying dark
Or where sweet birds are the words of a world
That hurled you down to the ground where you found
Where you are now where you found solid ground
I'm an altruist with a selfish hand
But I know and I choose am I something higher
I need something harder in my veins
My blood won't help me from privileged pains