I never meant to play the villain,
You may think you see who I really am,
who that girl is that you see,
the one you see staring straight back at you.
She's not me she never will be.
I am not able to show who I am.
No one can see what's truly inside me.
They see the villain a cunning liar.
But the truth is so much simpler.
Must I always pretend for the world?
One time he loved me.
One time he saw what was in my heart.
He would dry my tears of pain,
and smile at me in joy.
Everything was beautiful,
every hour was perfect almost a sin.
We were once one.
But things don't always go the way we plan,
when it seems all my dreams come undone,
he'll be there filled despair and frustration.
Can I still trust my heart the way I am.
Or will all we have together end?
