Who I am

I wanna be an artist
So I split open my heart and pour it on the canvas
I wanna be a real man
So I cry and cry hoping someone gives a damn
about who I am

If you wanna know who I am
Imagine what Hell is
and subtract the flames
and the heat
cause there's no light in me
it's just scaring me
being who I am

I wanna be your best friend
so I cut and cut, until I see the end
I want to feel what love is
so I tear myself apart just to get rid
Of who I am

I wanna be a great man
so I talk and talk and never lend a hand
I wanna be your husband
so I think and think, till I'm on the brink
of being Who I am