Natasha Bedingfield - Pirate Bones
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What if I squeezed myself into any shape
And I still don't fit
What if I bend myself so much that i break
And I cant mend it
What if I burned so bright that the fire goes out
And I cant stay lit
Whats the point in it
I could get good at crying crocodiles tears
Just to get along
I could carry on telling you what you want to hear
Til my voice is gone
But if i finally get to the place that I think is home
And i don't belong
Whats the point in it
Wheres the benefit
When I'm gaining all but I'm losing it
Its not worth having
If its too much to hold
It can dig so deep
That your left with a hole
Thirsty in the desert with a bag full of gold
Don't wanna end up like pirate bones
What I thought was treasure just a pile of stones
I might have