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LYING BY OMISSION
I'm afraid to let you in
I'm petrified to show you
All the ugliest parts of myself
To tell you what I've been through
I'm petrified to show you
All the ugliest parts of myself
To tell you what I've been through
I don't want to lead you on
It is never my intent to misconstrue
But every time I start to open up
The words die and never come to
It is never my intent to misconstrue
But every time I start to open up
The words die and never come to
It feels like a lie to let them hide
I feel it scratch though my skin to the surface
But I hold it all back while I smile and laugh
And tell you that I just get nervous
I feel it scratch though my skin to the surface
But I hold it all back while I smile and laugh
And tell you that I just get nervous
I can't find the words to make it seem nice
That I feel every ounce of emotion
That I lay and I wake to the sound of pill bottles
And often recoil in desolate remotion
That I feel every ounce of emotion
That I lay and I wake to the sound of pill bottles
And often recoil in desolate remotion
Believe me, my love, I've dreamed of bringing it up
But it never seems the right time
Because when I look to your face
Peaceful and unabraded, I think
How could you love a mind as sick as mine?
But it never seems the right time
Because when I look to your face
Peaceful and unabraded, I think
How could you love a mind as sick as mine?