its the same story. the unhappy ending.
i play the loser that seems to be winning.
i seem to be winning in your eyes.

by my action i expose myself, i open to weakness,
i fall to my own choices, feelings so far gone so...
here i am, opened for you to see, what you know.
ill determine i have tied my own hands,
hands that hold these walls around.
ive risked everything now i feel myself breaking
you think i never needed to hold anyone else?
im scared of losing more, you think you know me?
you think that i dont feel?
you thinks you what you mean to me?
you think i dont hope