Being Scared

We all get our feelings hurt Talking to each other You say one thing And I hear another I move my hand just so And you read a rejection You don't say a word And I fear my reflection Oh there's no end to being scared Oh top or bottom of the stairs Breakers of compassion Rolling around the world I have been trying to catch one Since I was a little girl I saw a woman playing drums And I thought she might be our savior She smiled so big it made me think I might change my behavior Oh there's no end to being scared Oh top or bottom of the stairs Bought myself a pretty dress To help protect my heart Every bullet is a test My defense makes me a mark Oh there's no end to being scared Oh top or bottom of the stairs Oh there's no end to being scared Oh top or bottom of the stairs Oh, oh, oh, there's no end to being scared