The Poet's Dead lyrics

It's not just that I was scared back then, I was scared of when You'd finally realize what I hide inside A soul that has hurt and cried through cheats and lies I'm sorry dear, but that's behind these longing eyes Given how much time you spend equating your own head You really shoulda known by now what it takes to love For you I will bite my tongue and hold you if you need someone The poetry, it's in your head, it's in your head The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead Darling let's take the time to evolve past These nervous laughs, be comfortable through our silences Like a scientist with his experiments Just waiting on reactions on reactions Like all of us socialists, born to hope, raised to fail Like all of us socialists, born to hope, raised to fail I'll dress up in my western wear, you'll dress like you don't care The poetry, it's in your head, it's in your head The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead It's not just that I was scared back then, I was scared of when You'd finally realize what I hide inside I'll dress up in my western wear, you'll dress like you don't care The poetry, it's in your head, it's in your head The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, though the poet's dead The poetry is in your head, is in your head (The poetry is in your head) though the poet's dead (The poetry is in your head) though the poet's dead (The poetry is in your head) though the poet's dead (The poetry is in your head) though the poet's dead