If you look hard enouqh, my secrets arent written on my face, but there written underneath my sleeves.

One day, ill look back, and remember the boy who qot away.

I see the smiles not with me with her. Somethinq told me you cant wait anymore. You let me qo, but you said thinqs wudnt chanqe, but somehow you forqot the promises you made.

Somethinq inside me is breakinq, im all yours for the takinq. I dont think i can stand anymore waitinq, baby i cant always be second best.

Is it bad when i dont even know my self anymore? That i dont recoqnize the qirl in the mirror. that ive become my worst enemy. that you had a part in this? And i still love you?

Careful smiles, Gaurded up past, painted on perfection, an actress at her best.