If I only had a brain
If I only had a heart
I'd know just what I should say
Yeah I'd know where I should start
But I guess that's not the case
I guess that's not the case I should disarm
If I only had a light
If I only had a soul
Watching every flame ignite
Would I finally gain control?
Well I guess that's not the point
I guess that's not the point of being alone
If I ask another question
Would it add to my dissection?
To pick apart the parts that make me tick
It isn't what I hoped, it isn't what I wished
I think that it's a trick
If I only shed a tear
If I only shed my skin
I'd be miles away from here
Yeah I'd let these feelings in
But I guess that's not the way
I guess that's not the way I choose to live
If I ask another question
Would it add to my dissection?
To pick apart the parts that make me tick
It isn't what I hoped, it isn't what I wished
I think I might be sick
I'm holding on to find out why it is that I can't feel
It's right beneath the surface as I fake what isn't real
Can you try to solve a riddle while I start to go insane?
How the hell am I a real boy when I can't feel any pain
If I ask another question
Would it add to my dissection?
To pick apart the parts that make me tick
It isn't what I hoped, it isn't what I wished
I don't think it's a trick
It isn't what I hoped, it isn't what I wished
I think I must be sick