I want to tell my self that
you don't know how I feel,
you don't know what you do to me, you don't know when i cry,
you don't know when my smile is fake....
you don't know when i told you i was happy for you i was lying
to make it easier on me and that you don't mean to hurt me but the truth is....
you do know how I feel,
you do know what you do to me, you do know when I cry,
you do know when my smile is fake....
you do know when I told you I was happy for you I was lying....
You know me inside and out no matter how much I try to deny it
You know me better then i know myself sometimes and If you don't call that love....then theres no such thing
