When All I Can Do Is Fight Back By Biting My Tongue
When all I can do is fight back by biting my tongue,
I'll write you these lines to reiterate what's been done,
And put your lack of excuses in perspective.
Keep in mind,
I'm broken on the inside.
This face is just a mask
(cracked white porcelein)
This face is just a mask
(To think I let you in)
Of who the world wants me to be,
Of who the people want to see.
But I thought I could shed
My disguise around you.
I thought you understood
The sincerity in my truth.
The thing is I like you
More than I want to,
But I won't say love
Because love is a
Scary, little, messed up word.
To love is to lie
And, baby, you lie much too well.
You wear your heart on your sleeve
Or at least that's the story you sell,
But I don't believe lies well
And it's hard to forget,
Not easy to regret
You unlocked a part of me
I didn't know I had,
Brought a vital piece of me back.
And I'd thank you a thousand times
In a thousand clever lines
If you hadn't failed to keep me intact.
In leaving you left the deepest of scars
Imprinted on this half-beating heart.
Baby, I'd cry and I'd scream
But it feels better to bleed.
Quiet is the way I'll go,
Because hating you is impossible.
The thing is I like you
More than I want to,
But I won't say love
Because love is a
Scary, little, messed up word.
To love is to lie
And baby you lie much too well.
You wear your heart on your sleeve
Or at least that's the story you sell,
But I don't believe lies well.
I'll write you these lines to reiterate what's been done,
And put your lack of excuses in perspective.
Keep in mind,
I'm broken on the inside.
This face is just a mask
(cracked white porcelein)
This face is just a mask
(To think I let you in)
Of who the world wants me to be,
Of who the people want to see.
But I thought I could shed
My disguise around you.
I thought you understood
The sincerity in my truth.
The thing is I like you
More than I want to,
But I won't say love
Because love is a
Scary, little, messed up word.
To love is to lie
And, baby, you lie much too well.
You wear your heart on your sleeve
Or at least that's the story you sell,
But I don't believe lies well
And it's hard to forget,
Not easy to regret
You unlocked a part of me
I didn't know I had,
Brought a vital piece of me back.
And I'd thank you a thousand times
In a thousand clever lines
If you hadn't failed to keep me intact.
In leaving you left the deepest of scars
Imprinted on this half-beating heart.
Baby, I'd cry and I'd scream
But it feels better to bleed.
Quiet is the way I'll go,
Because hating you is impossible.
The thing is I like you
More than I want to,
But I won't say love
Because love is a
Scary, little, messed up word.
To love is to lie
And baby you lie much too well.
You wear your heart on your sleeve
Or at least that's the story you sell,
But I don't believe lies well.