You can’t see the pain behind my smile.
I know something’s wrong, talk to me.
I can’t tell you I love you.
It’s obvious, the way you act around me.
You think I don’t notice you.
I know you look over here a lot.
Can you tell I space out a lot?
It’s because of me, isn’t it?
You’re right there, and you don’t notice?
I have noticed, you just don’t care.
I tried to be perfect, all for you.
You’re perfect the way you are.
Do you even care about me at all?
If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t be here now.