Friends comes...
and den...
I'm so sick of people pretending,
Pretending to be like you...
One day ill realise
that you never really did care...
Saying sorry was all it took
but no u had to make it a story book...
The grip i had on your heart
Seems like its getting torn apart...
I hold back tears
And turn from you...
Go ahead and use me,
tell them all your lies...
I am broken into a million little pieces,
And I'm badly ducked taped together...
Would it matter if I try to speak a word?
Would it change if only you just heard...
The closer I get to someone and
The more I let them in...
Once I thought I could turn to you for any thing
Once I thought I could tell you anything...
I took a risk, jumped out too far
I took that leap for you...