Being Simple

Being Simple - The Judybats

Hearts cannot be broken

They're small squishy things

They don't break like glass

But they bruise easily

This one you bruise

Words will not be spoken

Never knowing what they mean

Sticks and stones hurt my bones

Your promises have broken me

Each one you break

And I want to be good

But good is being simple

Simple is forgetting

I simply can't forget

I want to be good

But good is being simple

Simple is forgetting

And I simply can't forget

Eyes are always open even

When they sleep

Mine are mostly closed

While yours are wandering

You look where you please

And I want to be good

But good is being simple

Simple is forgetting

I simply can't forget

I want to be great

But greatness is giving

Giving leaves me empty

Oh great emptiness

Oh great emptiness

Souls cannot be taken

They're large and they're loud

Yours merely whispers

Lately seems it's shrinkin'

I wish it would speak

And I want to be good

But good is being simple

Simple is forgetting

I simply can't forget

I want to be great

But greatness is giving

Giving leaves me empty

Oh great emptiness

And I simply can't forget