I wanna give her the feel of a footmassage after days on heals
But doing that, contridicts what I feel
My emotions are numb, your smile doesn't spark
This warmth inside that it did at the start
You want me to tell you what you want to hear
But If I do, I am not sincere, let's get this clearr,
I speak truth, I don't lie about my soul
And right now, that place is so cold
Unfolded like a flower that has wilted in the wind
Seen it's best days, now the future looks grim,
The skin is getting thin, flaws start creeping in
Flaws turn into holes, now I'm just skip-ing
Through the flaws, like rotten wooden floor bords
Trying to miss the gaps, cause if I trip, I might snap
The hopping takes its tole, can't seem to relax
It's starting to feel compulsary, like paying my tax
Enjoy being alone, while you want me to miss you
Enduldge into the writing while you want me to kiss you
Tell you I love you, I want to be with you
Insecurity might be the issue..time for the tissue
I'm sorry, I don't wanna hurt you,
'Most people lie cause the're scared of the truth'
