I'll follow your voice, |
All because of you, |
Don't play with me, |
I tell myself not to miss you, |
If you meet a "loner," no matter what they tell |
: THE : SUN : HAS : LOST : HIS : JOB : |
There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell. She's hurting inside. |
Do you ever just get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody. You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy but at the same time you don't know exactly what is wrong either? |
I just wanna end it all. Should I trip or should I fall. Will someone be there to catch me when I'm falling to the ground, or will I be there forever lying there with no sound. |
Don't be fooled by her smile, inside she's breaking. |