Blinded - Whipping Boy

I might give up everything for you

I might grow up dreaming I was you (I was you)

I could live here dressed in honey’s things

I could eat up everything she brings

'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

It comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

You’re still not clear

She might hang on every word I say

She might grow up thinking that’s the way (that's the way)

Everyday I bring home something new

Everyday I’m trying to please you

'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

It comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

You’re still not clear

Body kind to lover who won’t last

Pleasing you no questions asked

Barefoot and blind you lead me astray

A weaker man might have given way

Five stories high, five ways to die

Machete, gun, flick-knife, boot and needle passed

From dangerous lovers to each other

No questions ever asked

Too much is real enough for me

Life’s not what it used to be

'Cause it comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

It comes clear in pictures of here

You’re my fear, you’re my fear

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

Everywhere you go

You’re still not clear