what could you possibly see in me is it my soul hung out to dry i think my dysfunctional family has shaped it throughout my life what could you possibly like in me do you like my ability to bend i think my fear of intimacy has shaped the time we spent no it s not you it s me and it s not us it s them and it s not her it s just the way she moves you and she kisses harder than me well she kisses harder than me and i ve always looked in through your glasses but all i could see was the specter of me reflected the empty shell of me the empty shell of me what could you possibly love in me is it the way i wear my smile it hangs from the tip of my tongue you see oh this might take a while and it s not you it s me and it s not us it s them and it s not her it s just the way she moves you and she kisses harder than me oh she kisses harder than me and i ve always looked in through your glasses but all i could see was the specter of me reflected the empty shell of me the empty shell of and i ve always looked in through your glasses but all i could see was the specter of me reflected the empty shell of me and i ve tried to look in through your glasses but all i could see was the specter of me reflected the empty shell of me the empty shell of me