This is me.
You don't know it, can't see it, but your tearing me up inside. I'm pulling, I'm twisting, I'm going to lose my mind. I can feel that I, I'm moving along these roads trying to find the one that will let me be all that I can be.
I'm sick of the way I feel inside.Holding on, not letting go, your filling up my head with the lies that you said. These walls that I've built won't crumble down very easy, I've promised to myself. For if I listen and you deceive me, I won't make it out alive again.
As you look in my eyes, you won't see the girl who used to know. As you don't see me laugh, like the little girl who used to dance out in the rain, pretending evrythings okay... when there not. But when you reach down in my soul.. you can see I'll be alright.
I'm sick of the way I feel inside.Holding on, not letting go, your filling up my head with the lies that you said. These walls that I've built won't crumble down very easy, I've promised to myself. For if I listen and you deceive me, I won't make it out alive again.
As you look in my eyes, you won't see the girl who used to know. As you don't see me laugh, like the little girl who used to dance out in the rain, pretending evrythings okay... when there not. But when you reach down in my soul.. you can see I'll be alright.