it's getting dark outside
dark enough to hide the tears I've cried
under my pillow my tears stay
waiting for another rainy day
I look in the mirror with bloodshot eyes
because my mirror doesn't tell me lies
the truth about me the mirror does say
so I'm waiting for another rainy day
if the darkness becomes my disguise
and the mask on my face never cries
my tears inside will never go away
they will be waiting for another rainy day
why is the mask I wear all the time
telling everybody around that I am fine
because deep inside I know I am not okay
but I guess I'll save my pain for another rainy day