Mar 08, 2008 18:22
They're talking about secrets and I'm dying.
We're talking about love, and I'm trying
To think of anything else -
But what you've taught me, what your love has not bought me.
I am alone, I guess at some point that has to be okay.
God, the bitterness rises til I can't look in their eyes.
If they'd seen what I've seen, if they'd seen them cry.
I say small things, try to portray it to them.
But the truth, I know not how to betray.
What would happen if they knew what you'd shown me?
The words are bleeding out of me
Defying my every held insecurity.
And I can't get these words right.
Nothing portrays the depths to which I've hidden you -
In plain view.
Oh, how I can't breathe here.
Climbing fire escapes to buildings I hate,
Just to be a little farther away.
Just to look down at you for once. Just once.
I swear this isn't what I am. I'd swear.
I'd show you who it is, but you don't have a care.
So for now I'll keep saying it, and you'll keep nodding,
And we'll keep talking about secrets,
That no one will ask.
That no one will tell.