Tell me what ya think Could Open Up Could I be good enough to, Be good enough for you? Could I be entertaining enough, To entertain you all the time? Open up your mind to me, Open up your eyes to me, I feel that you don’t want to, Everyone feels like you do. Could I run so far that, You can’t chase after me? Could I get so far away, So I don’t have to see this? Open up my soul to you, Open up my heart to you, You turned me right upside down, Everyone watches me drown. Could you make my stomach wrench, Any more than it is now? Stop the butterflies that keep me grounded, My heart bleeds for a ‘somehow…’ Could I ever feel repaired, Repaired enough to run from you? Could I be relieved from pain, Relieved enough to run away? Open up my cuts with salt, Open up my wounds with salt, Why are my feelings painfully real? What makes this such a big deal? Could you make my stomach wrench, Any more than it is now? Stop the butterflies that keep me grounded, My heart bleeds for a ‘somehow…’ Could this make my heart bleed, Any more than it is now? Play along with my bruised body, My cuts bleed for a ‘somehow…’ Stop stealing, (My heart, my feelings) Stop breathing, (My throat, my lungs) Stop bleeding, (My cuts, my bruises) Stop breaking, (My heart, my bones) Could you make my stomach wrench, Any more than it is now? Stop the butterflies that keep me grounded, My heart bleeds for a ‘somehow…’ Could this make my heart bleed, Any more than it is now? Play along with my bruised body, My cuts bleed for a ‘somehow…’