These Four Walls

Four walls; four corners
Barbed wires; an iron border,
Surrounding lakes wept from every time
I let myself melt away
A hardened heart; bloodshot eyes
I'll always despise all those lies,
But you'll never hear me admit
That I would die if you don't stay

I just keep giving up
I hate feeling anything other than happiness,
But when it comes to love
It's the only thing I can't resist,
It's like I can never get enough
Cause I keep going back for more,
Even though I always know the outcome
I still feel surprised when I am torn

A paper heart; a broken pound
Listen around; there's barely a sound,
Boxed in with my aching sentiments
Cause silence couldn't fill in the background,
He doesn't love; his soul is dark
With a walk in the park, he made his mark
But I'll never ever admit to him
That it's my feelings he has crowned

Surrounded by these four walls
And drowning in one of these four corners,
This isn't love, this is torture
But could they be one in the same ?
Because I feel joy; I feel pain
I feel crazy; I feel sane
Can these four walls ever explain
Why I keep letting myself feel this way ?