Everyone is chasing the rainbow I lost
Running around trying to put a price tag
For my dream with no cost.
And when I put my foot down
When I speak my heart
I come off cold and biting
And people start fighting
And the blood that's left over
Is always mine.
How many changes of heart, till I'm through?
How many times have I had to change my tone?
To get across,to be heard?
Who am I following?
Where is the floor?
I think about your words
More and more.
Don't do me any favors,
Don't ask to taste my flavors
Then comment on what you'd change
I'm not shrill, baby its called range
I can reach out into the ocean
Bring back the salt you won't taste
But the ocean is beautiful,
And you're just a waste,
This isn't the end of the song,
The scale goes higher and higher
You decided for yourself
And lost your crown
Deep down where it matters
You're a dark spot on my carpet
I've decided not to clean
You can just about imagine
What all of this could mean.
