Es que el universo es tan sencillo de ver.

Emotion, is my middle name.

I lay in bed and listen to the rain. Put happy thoughts in to my head, but I find instead the hurting words you said.
Why won't you believe me when I tell you the things that I see? And I'll still see you tomorrow, at the show.
It's been a long winded, long time. I wish I'd never met you, I wish I could forget you and what you said. You're directing your complaints to me, I should walk away. I could easily never hear a word you say.
I'm not your robot or your slave. I won't behave. I'm not your toy. Go on, go bury me with self righteousness.

I confess, I'm just a boy.