Exposed personality
hit hard by reality...

I'm sorry you left me,
but that doesn't mean I need you...

Looking past the material glitter and glam',
I'm trying to find out who I really am...

It felt like forever, being bruised and battered,
Nothing was important and nothing mattered...

It feels so good to be loved by you.
I close my eyes and hold my breath...

Loving you is like a high-school crush,
you'll never know exactly how much...

I'm starting to become aware,
I simply don't care...

All your lies,
all your excuses...

I hate seeing you this way,
I wish there was something I could say...

If it's sympathy keeping you by my side,
I'd rather you hide...

I wonder if you'll read this,
I wonder if you care...

I need to feel your body close to mine...
I need to hold you one more time...