No Idea
You say you know me
You have no idea
How much of a lie that is
You’ve never asked
Never heard my real cries
Because – Let’s be honest –
You don’t care one bit
You say you know me
But you have no idea
You don’t know my past
The early years
What happened
And what haunts me still
From those days
You say you know me
But you don’t
You don’t know my pain
Never saw my tears
Or bother to look
At what so obviously
Lies under my clothes
You say you know me
But you can’t possibly
Only the knife knows
Takes knowledge
Takes memories
As it slices through weak flesh
Only it
Is my true friend
And you
You're just a stranger
One who doesn’t know me.
You have no idea
How much of a lie that is
You’ve never asked
Never heard my real cries
Because – Let’s be honest –
You don’t care one bit
You say you know me
But you have no idea
You don’t know my past
The early years
What happened
And what haunts me still
From those days
You say you know me
But you don’t
You don’t know my pain
Never saw my tears
Or bother to look
At what so obviously
Lies under my clothes
You say you know me
But you can’t possibly
Only the knife knows
Takes knowledge
Takes memories
As it slices through weak flesh
Only it
Is my true friend
And you
You're just a stranger
One who doesn’t know me.