I'm the kind of girl you can hear from miles away,
the kind that, if you're sad, it's her job to make you happy.
The kind of girl who keeps messing up and saying, "oops, sorry."
I trip over everything, I'm such a klutz.
And I get so mad at the simplest things.
But I'm also the girl who holds everything back,
if you ask me what's wrong, I'll lie and smile, saying "ohh nothing"
The girl who's afraid to love because she lost so much.
