you scribble down obscure words
an actor, a writer, a lover
now I don't think you know I'm hurting
I knew I loved you from the start
you are the fracture in my broken heart
you've painted many pictures
of a road that went nowhere
I can tell she was beautiful
you are everything you pretend to be
an actor, a liar, a lover
who's not in love with me
now I don't think you know I'm hurting
I knew I loved you from the start
you are the fracture in my broken heart
you are everything you pretend to be
the person I've grown to hate
the one who loves the rain
you are everything you pretend to be
an actor, a writer, a lover
the man who taught me how to cry