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feels like you are always watching me
i dont know, maybe its just me
you think you ve got i all figured out but no
everything you need to know, you ll never know
its not that i dont want you to
i just dont want to disappoint you
constantly trying not to make any mistakes
always willing to sacrifice whatever it takes
simple things seem to hard for me
simple, like just letting myself be
when i close my eyes im tired of trying
it feels like i have been lying
(to myself all along)
to think that i am happy feels so wrong
i dont know me, never knew me all along
there are things we just wont let us do
and one of these things is talking to you
cause ive always had this bad habit
i say too much and then i regret it
im not trying to make sense, i know i do
i make sense to me, i dont care about you
you seem to think that im so perfect
but i know, i do this out of respect
cause im not good enough for you
and i dont want you to find out all that is true
it is how it is
thats all there is about me