I wanna be you,
just for a day or two
to see is hate your drive
What causes you to strive
to strive, to strive, to strive
for the many hearts you have broken
the one's you have taken
I know the hate you have has marinated for years
soaked deep inside your fears
it's caused your heart to be cold
causing you to be lonley and old
Can I take a walk in your shoes
so I can understand why you chose to abuse
then I'll try to feel your pain
to be able to heal your shame
Simplicity is the art
but complicated is your heart