whats meant for you.
The tears that fall are meant for you.
My head, it spins, my heart, it brakes.
Outside it's fine, but inside not.
They talk about you, I wish to, but won't.
They think they know, when truely they don't.
But I'll hold im my tears, put a smile on my face.
My friends want better then some misty eyed case.
Now I'll do my best not to cry, but when I do all the tears will be over you.
My head, it spins, my heart, it brakes.
Outside it's fine, but inside not.
They talk about you, I wish to, but won't.
They think they know, when truely they don't.
But I'll hold im my tears, put a smile on my face.
My friends want better then some misty eyed case.
Now I'll do my best not to cry, but when I do all the tears will be over you.