• to tell the truth is to painful,
    thats why we lie

    you love me or hate me,
    what ever it wouln't matter to me.

    for you have broken my heart,
    to many times before.

    after awhile i learned,
    the difference between holding hands
    and falling in love.

    i don't fit the picture,
    im not what you want me to be,
    im sorry.

    no one but you noticed me,
    its like you didnt see me,
    you seen my heart.

    but it doesn't matter any more,
    for your eyes can no longer see me for who i am.