My eyes grow tired
And my heart feels so weak
As I dream to be desired
My love once again backfired
Anxiety leaves me unable to speak
My eyes grow tired
I always thought love would make me inspired
But there goes another pointless week
As I dream to be desired
I know it's something not easily acquired
Throat burning as I shriek
My eyes grow tired
Maybe my brain needs to be rewired
I can't continue to feel so bleak
As I dream to be desired
"It must be nice to be admired"
I say to my mother's most prized antique
My eyes grow tired
As I dream to be desired.
