I Want to Be Good

My hand has no warmth
As it holds itself up to the oven, yet

(... a room that looks like mine
I’ll give you a room with a look like mine)

Oh, look at likeness
Liking itself in here
Keep dying standing up

I can’t feel the kiss
From the time that I’m in
Is it giving one
And don’t I work for one

I want to be good
At every single thing

Do they understand
Why it is I can’t

Do they understand
Why it is I can’t

Do they understand
Why it is I can’t

Do they