Been blessed and I've been cursed I'm reaching passed the same grade Get undressed 'cause I've been hurt And I'm sure we're more alike these days True to blood and form These mistakes I would pay for Taking good from scorn I would want you to have more Been warned of this habit But I'll make what I can of this love And they'll talk of the damage And leave nothing at all to speak of Been blessed and I've been cursed Reaching passed the same grade Undressed 'cause I've been hurt And I'm sure we're more alike these days Been warned of this habit But I'll make what I can of this love And they'll talk of the damage And leave nothing at all to speak of Thin air I'll share with those who care Much less to stare Poor form to poor scorn there Thin air I'll share with those who care Much less to stare Poor form to poor scorn there Thin air I'll share with those who care Much less to stare Poor form to poor scorn there True to blood and form, These mistakes I get paid for Taking good from scorn I know that I have more True to blood and form, These mistakes I get paid for Taking good from scorn I know that I have more