I'll Fake It
And I tried not caring
But this shit doesn't work.
Everytime I think about it, it hurts.
And it hurts worse
That you don't even care
I imagined life is game where players play fair
Stripped of my emotions
I no longer give a damn
Atleast that's what I tell myself
I try to imagine that I can.
But this shit dosn't work!
I still catch myself caring,
I try not to look your way,
But I catch myself staring.
I catch myself wishing and dreaming,
Hoping it could happen...
And right before I go red,
I smile from the dreams I'm having.
But I can't change your mind
No matter if I care or if I'm heartless
You'll never see me for the girl who was there when this started.
I'm just a body
A time consumer in the demeanor of your life.
I'm just a resting place when you get lonely at night
But since you'll never see me for more than a sexual cage, moody and frustrated...
I'll say I don't like you, when I love you.
Hate you when I miss you.
It's allergies, when I'm crying.
Tell you it's true, when I'm obviously lying...
Shit, I'll fake it.
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