Contrary to Popular Belief
You never listened to words
that were meant to be yours.
Gloat and noise are the grout that made this love loud.
Silently I scream the phrases how you made me satisfied, but you just kept those feelings to yourself.
Well contrary to popular belief, I will be in your arms.
I don't know what to say anymore, I keep it to myself.
And where I stand, and where I fall
I want you to be there through it all.
And This is what I've heard, everyone's concern.
I listened to my old man
and for once it made some sense.
In the end I burned the bridges anyway.
I can't see you, I can't read the letters you address to me.
As you wait for an expected apology.
Well contrary to popular belief, I will be in your arms.
I don't know what to say anymore, I keep it to myself.
And where I stand, and where I fall
I want you to be there through it all.
And This is what I've heard, you think that I would learn.
All inside me, reminding memories and moments that I've liked.
I wish that you could understand the feelings whispered in the mic.
The stage, the sound, your warm embrace, and that look upon your face.
Well I guess you're already gone,
it's been too long.
Sometimes we never see our fantasies listen to reality,
and suddenly they're lies.
What's the surprise?
You that makes me satisfied, you that I have trusted,
I cannot go on living in a dream.
Well contrary to popular belief, I will be in your arms.
I don't know what to say anymore, I keep it to myself.
And where I stand, and where I fall
I want you to be there through it all.
And This is my concern, you think that I would learn.