I know the words,
but I can`t really speak them,
to you.
And I hide all the pain,
that I`ve gained with my wisdom,
from you.
And I may have lied,
`bout what I hold inside.
All the things I`ve lived with I can`t
easily hide.
And I`m left here with nothing.
Nothing to live for,
but you.
It`s not easy to hide,
all this damage inside.
I`ll carry it with me until
I`m not alive.
When you look at my face,
does it seem just as ugly,
to you?
I can`t seem to erase,
all the scars I have lived with,
from you.
I`m so sick of this place,
and this taste in my mouth.
`Cause of you I can figure,
what I`m all about.
And I`m left here with nothing.
Nothing to live for,
but you.
It`s not easy to hide,
all this damage inside.
I`ll carry it with me,
until I`m not alive.