I'll try to be strong for you,
because I know thats what I need to do.
Even if I don't believe in myself, you do, and I believe in you.
Its true I try to hide from things I don't understand.
They hide from me aswell.
I don't care if they hate me, I hate me too.
Can't they see there isn't much more to me, than you.
I try to be fair because I love you,
but you can't change ugly to fair.
You can only get closer by degrees,
trying to reach something so very far away.
There is always doubt in my mind,
but never doubt in you,
only myself.
I am Vain,
even if you kiss away my frowns,
the face in the mirror remains the same.
Pale and pinkish,
blotched and oily.
But you say it doesn't matter,
and I can't help but think you must see me as I truly am.
A sinner,
a child,
a fighter, a lover,
a friend,
and a lonely soul.
Everything is happy and white,
brightness and sound,
thats when I find,
that my love comes from you.
The only sound is your heart beat,
as you say you love me.
The only light comes from your eyes,
the ones I dream of that lead me to happiness and pretty things.
The only feeling is you shirt against my back,
the soft thumping of your heart, so close to my own they could touch.
Your chin is on my head,
the stars are bright as we walk outside.
The stars are always prettier standing next to you.
Your arms are at my waist holding me against you with all the sincerety you have,
as if I'd leave you,
like I would just walk away.
But in those arms so desperately clenching,
I'm at home with myself and everything around me.
The only thing you do not seem to realize is that there is only one thing I could not live without in this wonderland you have given me,
and its already here,
beating right next to mine.
I give you my heart.
Its been torn and broken and patched,
but its still good,
it still feels.
I want you to know,
that your heart is new,
unshattered, so very vulnerable.
If you give me your heart,
you can keep mine,
and yours will stay safe in my arms,
as long as you're willing to let it.
Even if I don't believe in myself, you do, and I believe in you.
Its true I try to hide from things I don't understand.
They hide from me aswell.
I don't care if they hate me, I hate me too.
Can't they see there isn't much more to me, than you.
I try to be fair because I love you,
but you can't change ugly to fair.
You can only get closer by degrees,
trying to reach something so very far away.
There is always doubt in my mind,
but never doubt in you,
only myself.
I am Vain,
even if you kiss away my frowns,
the face in the mirror remains the same.
Pale and pinkish,
blotched and oily.
But you say it doesn't matter,
and I can't help but think you must see me as I truly am.
A sinner,
a child,
a fighter, a lover,
a friend,
and a lonely soul.
Everything is happy and white,
brightness and sound,
thats when I find,
that my love comes from you.
The only sound is your heart beat,
as you say you love me.
The only light comes from your eyes,
the ones I dream of that lead me to happiness and pretty things.
The only feeling is you shirt against my back,
the soft thumping of your heart, so close to my own they could touch.
Your chin is on my head,
the stars are bright as we walk outside.
The stars are always prettier standing next to you.
Your arms are at my waist holding me against you with all the sincerety you have,
as if I'd leave you,
like I would just walk away.
But in those arms so desperately clenching,
I'm at home with myself and everything around me.
The only thing you do not seem to realize is that there is only one thing I could not live without in this wonderland you have given me,
and its already here,
beating right next to mine.
I give you my heart.
Its been torn and broken and patched,
but its still good,
it still feels.
I want you to know,
that your heart is new,
unshattered, so very vulnerable.
If you give me your heart,
you can keep mine,
and yours will stay safe in my arms,
as long as you're willing to let it.