Everyday is harder,
Cause I’m trying to keep the fire.
I feel like when I talk to you,
I’m talking to a liar.
You give false love and take what’s true.
I feel almost like…
I’m starting to hate you…
Can you look me in the eyes?
And tell me that you love me?
Can you hold your surprise?
When my doubts start to rise?
Do you even love me?
Is this even true?
Or am I handing all my feelings,
To someone untrue…?