Torn Apart - Suburban Tribe

Your glamour makes me look so plain

Your freedom is my novocaine

I envy all about your perfect life

Your glances hurt like a stabbing knife

Your beauty makes me feel all scarred

Cause deep inside I’m torn apart

Your beauty makes me feel all scarred

Inside I’m torn apart

I can’t confront your sweet innocence

I will deprave inexperience

Your fragrance is so good and clean

My mind is tormented and obscene

Your beauty makes me…