It’s the truth, not the lies, that hurt the ones we love
So I, I tried my best to be good enough

Can somebody tell me if this is really happening?
I care enough to save me, I won't let this define me
Love blind eyes, they see fine…
'Til they grow tired of staring into the light
(I wish someone would tell me if this is really happening)

Your love takes the shape of suffering and silently
I wish that I was anybody but me, anybody but me, anybody but me
Your wraith

Well-trained eyes find that things are not alright
It’s no surprise that I got so good at fucking up
(Wish someone would tell me if this is really happening
No one came to save me, can’t let this define me)

There’s times when I pretend you never made it home
When I take my time I can make things seem fine…
'Til I got tired of hiding you from the ones I love
Thought I did

We thought we had it all
The only thing we own is what we can give
If we can't forgive then we’ll never know how far we’ve really come
You’re not a slave to the past
You’re not a slave