Chances are that who this is about won’t read this… and so I feel more free to say this.

Don’t misread the silence and take my distance as a sign;
There’s only one heart that’s confused, and it’s most likely mine.
I always make the rules, and I change ‘em all the time;
Always stayed a step ahead, until you looked in my eyes…

My thoughts are frozen, can’t you hear me screaming inside;
As you come closer, don’t know where to run this time.

I feel weak–I’m never weak–I always know what to say.
Don’t look at me–I can’t speak–how did you get to me this way?

All I know is what I feel, and what I feel is way too real.
Who I am is what you see–how did you ever get to me?

It could be so easy, if you’d make just one mistake;
Then I won’t feel the way I do, and I’ll say it’s fate.

But this emotion I keep tryin’ to leave behind,
Keeps getting closer–don’t know where to run this time…