(k. green, b. lincoln)      There's more than one girl in here   To deal with all the pleasures   And all the pain and all the guilt   They bring   There's a knot in the string   That links my childhood   With my present   It blocks me   Yet, the passion remains the same   They just keep changing names on me      There are things I refuse to deal with   Scary things that come out in awkward ways   Fake it, do I fake it?    The dreamer girl fakes it better than I do it for real   Yet, the passion remains the same   They just keep changing names on me   On me   There must be something on me!      Little did I know I was   Standing on a rock that has now turned to sand   Turned to sand      And it's about rejection and it's about shame and   It's about walking away with what little dignity you can save   And it's about approval and it's about making it   To fill this jealous empty hole inside   Yet, the passion remains the same   They just keep changing names on me      On me   There must be something on me!   Little did I know I was   Standing on a rock that has now turned to sand   Turned to sand      Billy lincoln - guitars   Kat green - vocals, acoustic guitar   Jeff legore - bass   Greg ellis - drums and percussion