Tell me who you are Miss jaded Decisions never made Consequences never faced Things that I alone would dare to know Words in boxes Covered bruises Shrouded away With nothing to say Lost in the fray She's gonna go for the fall She's gonna force me to call I hope to God it's worth it O whatcha think a lover is to do Your indecisions make-up ways to keep me staying I guess you're half less worse than the consequences But all the way you're Shrouded away With nothing to say Lost in the fray