Only if you could see how mangled I am inside.
I'm torn like the sky and buried in lies pretending to be something I'm not.
Secrets are read like books and magazines
now burn the pages and forget what you knew as me.
A hole in my chest where my heart once was kept
is now replaced by a sign "unloved" and left to die.
Only you can see how mangled I am.
I don't want to love you anymore.