I wish you'd show me, the words you whispers
The sweet lies you tell, nothing but a salted bandage for my wound
You tell me I'm a treasure, from a faraway land
I feel the faraway part, but as a common rock amongst many
I just want a change, just one if any
I wish the speech would match the intention
I hate the lies, this stupid invention
I want to feel the weight of your “love”
I’m tired of watching afar like a dove
Am I too blame? Am I too plain?
Do I blend in with the world, out of your sight?
Or am I too reliant on fight or flight?
You’d never know what cross my mind, I’d never try and tell
I’m scared of the stares and falling under hypocrisy’s spell
I want to feel something when you smile
I’m tired, so done with the sweet lies
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 8:25 AM UTC
I wish you'd show me, the words you whispers
The sweet lies you tell, nothing but a salted bandage for my wound
You tell me I'm a treasure, from a faraway land
I feel the faraway part, but as a common rock amongst many
I just want a change, just one if any
I wish the speech would match the intention
I hate the lies, this stupid invention
I want to feel the weight of your “love”
I’m tired of watching afar like a dove
Am I too blame? Am I too plain?
Do I blend in with the world, out of your sight?
Or am I too reliant on fight or flight?
You’d never know what cross my mind, I’d never try and tell
I’m scared of the stares and falling under hypocrisy’s spell
I want to feel something when you smile
I’m tired, so done with the sweet lies
