The object you're holding now   Is tragically incomplete   Decaying like radium   Unstable as kerosene   It used to belong to me   But now it is yours to keep      And it's hard   It's hard to be the strong one   Reaching out for something   You don't even know what   And it's hard to   Penetrate the darkness   Voluntarily blindfolded   Knowing when you see it   Doesn't matter      The problem with being used   You feel like the guilty one   And put the blame on yourself   'Til you don't trust anyone      Uncomfortable in my skin   I want to relive this life   Blissfully ignorant   And easily satisfied