I am a human with feelings that vary with different tones
I shouldn't ******* care about other people's comfort zones

With you I shouldn't feel as if I have to hide
Especially 'cause you agreed to be my bride

Do you want me to tell you
That I'm okay when I'm not?
Because I'd rather be able to tell you my every thought

Is it in your best interest to have me comfort you with lies?
Because I wholeheartedly refuse to disguise my cries

I want to be able to tell you how I honestly feel
Without an argument creating a nasty ordeal

No matter how brutal the truth may be
I wish you would just listen to me

Who's the one who gets upset when I hide in my shell
So why, when I tell, do you raise so much hell