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why cant you seei wore my heart on my sleeve
i tried to make you believe
that i actually cared
but no you just thought i was like the others
but im not
believe me when i say this baby
i love you more than anything every before
but if you could only see the way you acted
you're such a fool
you'd rather follow youre friends
why cant you see they are using you
i wore my heart on my sleeve
just for you
i tried to make you believe
that some one could love you
that some one wouldn't use you
like they have
of course you are just like your friends
they brain washed you
i know deep inside
that you're so sweet and kind
but its hard to see through what all you've become
but still i wear my heart on my sleeve
just trying to make you believe
that i'm here for you
you dont need to fear me
i won't hurt you
because baby i love you
i always have
i just wish you could see that
die tonighti'll fake the laugh
i'll fake that smile
just to make you all think
that i'm alright
i think this time
i'll give up with out a fight
as if no one cares
if i died tonight
just give it all up
nothing really last forever
to give up tonight
it's what i'll do
just because i wouldn't
give it all to you
so i'll walk away with this fake smile
hoping you think you were wrong
this road i now walk alone is long
but still i fake this smile
i'll fake a luagh
just so you think i'm alright
as is no one cares if i die tonight
Nervous MovementYou're a dime a dozen in a sea of billions.
Individuality has no significance in numbers so vast.
And while this fact makes looking forward hard
we can't keep living in the past.
You're a nervous movement in a freeze frame scene.
Steady hands won't help hold up such a fragile act.
And while you take your time keeping character
you fake what you can't take back.
With nothing more than a thought we form our actions
and this is where we extinguish the lie they tried to invent.
The lie that we painted our lives without passion
well conclusions are useless with no attempt to commence.
You're a song I can't name stuck in my head.
I've listened to you before and probably will again.
And while I can hum the melody all day long waiting
for it to hit me I still won't know where you've been.
You're a gust that has never changed direction.
Nothing can touch you you're only felt as you brush skin.
And while you can't be stopped nothing lasts
nothing escapes time not even the wind.
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