How much more change
Do I need to do to myself?
Do I need my organs rearranged?I′ll melt
And I'll still be in the cage
Sometimes I′m faced
With the fact that
I'll always be the one chasing, and chasing, and chasing
But never the one being chased
I will never be loved
The way that I love
No matter how hard I try to fit like a glove
I will never and ever be
I will never be loved
The way that I love
No matter how hard I try to fit like a glove
I will never and ever be
Enough
Enough
My eight year old self would be baffled
If she saw how I'm not what she dreamed of
And I′ve convinced myself
That I don′t need anymore help
That I'm finally satisfied
Knowing damn well I′m tied
I will never be loved
The way that I love
No matter how hard I try to fit like a glove
I will never and ever be
I will never be loved
The way that I love
No matter how hard I try to fit like a glove
I will never and ever be
Enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
