Текст песни Blue October - The Answer

If I can't crawl inside of you,
I'm laughing with a broken face,
I stumble across my self-esteem
But to picture the pleasure
Is making me want my space.

Understand
That God wrapped you like a bow.
But in my head
There's some shelves that need cleaning
From basement to ceiling.
Сontrol...

If what you're seeing is an open book,
That's great 'cause I'm an open book
But I'm real shy.

There's a part of me seeking
And desperately needing to open up.
That's strange 'cause I'm an open book,
A confused boy.

I'm an automatic steeple
For depressed and lonely people.
My heart, while in its cage,
Is used to give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that
I don't know how to give myself advice.

I've got this post-dramatic thing,
I've got this tattoo of a ring
That lies around my wedding finger,
And that's where I want to state this claim
That I've got to learn to live and dream
Before I go and get myself in love.

In love...

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love.

There's Zoloft, Wellbutrin, there's Paxil
That's proven, no side effects.
But the rest left unnamed 'cause
They worked like a charm on me.

But when your saving is drying,
You can't stop from crying,
You've got to suck it up.
You're not her buttercup,
You're not her favorite book.

And I'm an automatic steeple
For depressed and lonely people.
My heart, while in its cage,
Is used to give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that
I don't know how to give myself advice.

I've got this post-dramatic thing,
I've got this tattoo of a ring
That lies around my wedding finger,
And that's where I want to state this claim
That I've got to learn to live and dream
Before I go and get myself in love.

In love...

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love.[x2]