The morning rain is falling outside
Like the tears I'm releasing from behind.
It hurts when I see a fake smile on my face
And those scars I can't erase.
Was it really worth suffering for, was it
Really enough to just cry for. Sorrow and
Coldness wake me up every night, with
humid pillow by my side.
The pain I'm trying to hide is losing
Its battle from time to time. My heart
is breaking away, counting the pieces
that are willing to shake.