But you only see the face And the way I smile, You wont even want to know The number of flaws I hide...
The tales of parties, gossips And my pictures online But I might never let you know The stories behind...
Cause you're too innocent to be spoiled You're the reason I feel WANTED not REQUIRED,
But, I might never let it show, It could be recovery, I feel unworthy somehow...
It's just like when you stop arguing with someone when it doesn't personally bother you, but you need the sound of silence...becausw you feel the hurt of the other one, or the hurt another word that slips might give. THAT YOU CARE ENOUGH TO LET THEM GO....