I'm taking the fall,
My eyes are black, my tummy is tingly,
And I can't stop myself.

"I want someone to tell me 'Hey, it's okay.' and it be true."
She told me.

Nothing is worse than saying 'Sorry',
Everyone knows damn well it doesn't stop the pain.

She's so fake, like a barbie doll,
And she's always wearing a smile, as if nothings wrong.

I thought I knew pain,
I wasn't prepared for this ache

I'll be discreet while I admire you from afar, I promise...

It's funny how you can tell someone just by looking at their eyes, yet sometimes they're so fake, isn't it?

And oh God how it hurts to be stood in front of you telling you I love you, knowing that your thinking of her.

How is it, that sometimes I can go a whole day similing and pretending to be fine, yet other days, my lips can't seem to form that simple shape?

It's really easy to tell yourself;
"I'm fine, honest.";
It's telling other poeple that brings tears to your eyes.