I have set aside everything I love
I have saved everything else for you
I cannot decide what this doubt's made of
Though I've thought over it through and through
In a book in a box high up on a shelf
In a locked and guarded vault
Are the things I keep only for myself
It's your fate, but it's not your fault

And for every useless reason I know
There's a reason not to care
If I hide myself wherever I go
Am I ever really there?

There is nowhere else I would rather be
But I can't just be right here
An enigma wrapped in a mystery
Or a fool consumed by fear?

And for every useless reason I know
There's a reason not to care
If I hide myself wherever I go
Am I ever really there?

I will give you all I could ever give
Though it's less than you will need
Could you just forget if you can't forgive
All the things I cannot concede?

And for every useless reason I know
There's a reason not to care
If I hide myself wherever I go
Am I ever really there?

Copyright: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ed Robertson, Steven Page