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Packaged

If you told me before I started,
That right now I'd be here,
With no one with me,
I don't know how surprised I'd be.

Grab a bat...

Then you told me I had nothing,
Between now and then,
I probably would have laughed,
At the idea of being alone.

Go for it...

People make it look so easy,
Finding someone to care for,
Someone who would cared back,
Regardless of time and place.

Do it, wind up...

And with having nothing,
Came absolutely nothing,
Doing everything except everything,
Being something without something.

No, don't hesitate...

Being alone brings value,
New values of a lonely life,
Like I had a choice,
Or anything to base them on.

Now your major league swing...

New values of a heart,
Still brand new,
In a brand new case,
Of triple-paned plexi-glass.

Unload your feelings...

Through the bat...

Break on through...

Would you know how to,
Treat something that is never been seen?
Or would you know to handle,
What it's gonna give ya?

Again, hit it again...

Do you really want to try?
Is it what you really want?
I will give you what you would want,
'Cause I'm filled with unused energy.

Don't give up, it's yours...

Use something harder...

My shelf life is only so long,
Even something new wastes away,
While still in its package,
So, please let me out!

Break it, break it open...

A crack, you're almost there...

So just do what you feel,
I guarantee to you,
That I can keep up,
And I'll be behind you all the way.

Smash! It's open, it's yours.

I trust you know what to do.

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