It's the same story
the unhappy ending.
i play the loser that seems to be winning.
i seem to be winning in your eyes.
by my action i expose myself,
i open to weakness,
i fall to my own choices,
feelings so far gone so...
here i am, opened for you to see what you know.
i'll determine i have tied
my own hands that hold these walls around.
i've risked everything now
i feel myself breaking
you think i never needed to hold anyone else?
i'm scared of losing more,
you think you know me?
you think that i don't feel?
you think you know what you mean to me?
you think i don't hope?