I want for once, someone to ask me how i was? when i say yer im good. I want them to look me in the eye and say Tell the truth

I smile and say "im fine"
and if you dont believe me
i have it written into my wrist for you

As you slowly walk away i think to myself Please dont go i miss you too much already

Guys act like d!*ks to make up for what they dont have

What happens when your true love has no more true love left to give you

I think i can do much better then you, after all the lies you made me believe

Im drawing stupid little pictures,
so i dont think of you,
but what happens when,
they turn into little hearts,
with our names in them together?

I try to work out if your promise is true, its hard to tell, until i see your smile, its one that had you had on when you lied to me last.

I spend way too much time thinking about things that will never happen and dressing up for a guy who will never care

Smiles and make up cover so much these days