Stuck

In the rush The rush of my senses In the heat The heat of this moment In the Palace of Nations I think I can love you out of weakness In the heat of this moment I stick myself in laughter Run for it I'm running away Know-it-all I will return again Pushing myself so helpless Hopeless When I can love you out of weakness Which of us is to blame? I'm stupid I only know enough to get out of the rain Oh, I really tiptoe, I really tiptoe Stop When you cease to amaze me Take a look My part in the pattern I know it'll never matter So I stick myself in laughter I may love you out of weakness Is that what I was afraid of?