Letras
Easy with the light
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done
The things I am
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done
You call me on the drive home
There's a party in your back room
I tell myself it's not my fault if I can't choose.
You keep going to the bathroom
Keep saying you'll be back soon
But there's a room full of people
Who want you to know
I'm not a man
It's so hard for you to understand
It's not easy being open to the world
Easy with the light
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done
The things I am
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done
Now it's four in the morning
And there's a sober informing
I'm out committing sins that tear my life to bits
Tell me what's the objective
Or the price of perspective
In a room full of these people
Who want me to choose
They want me to choose
I'm not a man
It's so hard for you to understand
It's not easy being open to the world
Will you tell me that it's not so bad?
It's not so bad...
Easy with the light
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done
The things I am
No need to shine it on
The evil things I've done