Why won't you tell me what you feel?
Why do I have to hear of anything not from you?
At least I used to say how I felt,
But you just can't tell me what’s true.
I'm sorry I can't make you happy,
But if you told me when you where down,
Then maybe I could help,
Even remove that frown?
Well maybe I've stopped telling,
Because I never felt you trusted me back,
Maybe because I didn't feel you needed me,
I chose this dark track,
Well I've done a great job,
Of driving my first friend away,
But why did it have to be you?
Why do I have to put on this display?
But there’s a voice inside my head,
Telling me it’s for the best,
And who am I to disagree,
I’ve never got anywhere by trying to protest.
So how about I just lock these feelings,
Lock them in the boxes of my mind,
And never open them for another lifetime,
Till the blood falls and my every part must unwind.
There you shall find them,
Amongst the blood and the tears,
All my broken dreams,
The feelings that never reached your ears.
