It’s like I’m crying out blood br These tears of pain br It feels like a flood br They sting my face like I’m insane br I’m wearing a mask br Hiding myself br From the present and the past br I sit alone, crying a lot br When I’m out of sight br I’m might as well sit here and rot br But it wouldn’t put a thing right br He’s nothing to do with you br You shouldn’t have had to live like that br I guess you know this too br So why just sit there and let him act like a Pratt br I don’t like what’s happened br Not now not ever br My feelings are flattened br But I guess this would happen whatever br I’m scared to show myself to you br Because I know you won’t like it br But I guess I’m going to have to br Just please don’t quitbr br Candy Simpsonbr br