Knew Me
If you really knew me
You'd know I'm a fake.
I force a smile,
Happiness at stake.
If you really knew me,
You'd know I lie.
I tell you what you want to hear,
Because I hate how you pry.
If you really knew me,
You'd know I'm sick.
Imagine the amount of blood that can pour,
From just a single prick.
You don't know me.
Don't pretend that you do,
And I won't pretend
To act like I know you.
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