If its bad in the face
Its even worse in the back
Behind closed doors
Behind the dont tell anyone’s
Behind the what is said here stays here
Hate spreads like wildfire
Trickling to the outer most parts of a soul
And you think its okay
Cause how would she ever know
But I know
What happens in the face isn’t all that different
What happens in the back is starting to blend
The wall has to fall eventually
I will forever look back in regret
Of calling you someone
I could trust
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 3:25 AM UTC
If its bad in the face
Its even worse in the back
Behind closed doors
Behind the dont tell anyone’s
Behind the what is said here stays here
Hate spreads like wildfire
Trickling to the outer most parts of a soul
And you think its okay
Cause how would she ever know
But I know
What happens in the face isn’t all that different
What happens in the back is starting to blend
The wall has to fall eventually
I will forever look back in regret
Of calling you someone
I could trust