I just wanted to know.
I wanted to know each breath, movement, fall, each peace,
each sigh. I wanted to know what it took to fall in love.
I wanted to know what it took for you to notice me.
I wanted to know what it would take for you to see me,
the way I see you, that shadow that stands on the opposite
side of the counter, with a smug grin on his face, like
he can read my mind.
And I wanted to stop imagining holding your hand, tucking my
hand inside of yours. Wrapping myself in you, and smiling
whenever you came into the Tallon, letting you behind the counter,
laughing into your chest.
I just wanted to know.
I wanted to know why someone said you called me an "angel". Or the
"untouchable porcelain doll". I wanted to know why you can't see how
simillar we are, and yet, how we're both so different.
People like me. I have a roll in this town, I have an image. And at the
same time, I envy that freedom you've created, being able to just breeze
in and out of everyone who cares about you lives.
I wanted to know why no one's seen you cry.While my face was plastered
on magazines nationwide, tears racing down my cheeks, no one's seen
Mr. Lex Luthor show any human emotion.
I just wanted to know if you even knew love.
Did you see me, at the party for Whitney? I saw you there, hiding behind
the faces, hiding behind the bodies. But I saw you, and I saw when I closed
my eyes, held his uniform to my face and sobbed.
I just wanted you to know I found comfort in you.
I wanted you to know how broken I am. I wanted you to know I'm not
perfect, and that part of me keeps dying more each day.
And I wanted you to know....
I wanted to know each breath, movement, fall, each peace,
each sigh. I wanted to know what it took to fall in love.
I wanted to know what it took for you to notice me.
I wanted to know what it would take for you to see me,
the way I see you, that shadow that stands on the opposite
side of the counter, with a smug grin on his face, like
he can read my mind.
And I wanted to stop imagining holding your hand, tucking my
hand inside of yours. Wrapping myself in you, and smiling
whenever you came into the Tallon, letting you behind the counter,
laughing into your chest.
I just wanted to know.
I wanted to know why someone said you called me an "angel". Or the
"untouchable porcelain doll". I wanted to know why you can't see how
simillar we are, and yet, how we're both so different.
People like me. I have a roll in this town, I have an image. And at the
same time, I envy that freedom you've created, being able to just breeze
in and out of everyone who cares about you lives.
I wanted to know why no one's seen you cry.While my face was plastered
on magazines nationwide, tears racing down my cheeks, no one's seen
Mr. Lex Luthor show any human emotion.
I just wanted to know if you even knew love.
Did you see me, at the party for Whitney? I saw you there, hiding behind
the faces, hiding behind the bodies. But I saw you, and I saw when I closed
my eyes, held his uniform to my face and sobbed.
I just wanted you to know I found comfort in you.
I wanted you to know how broken I am. I wanted you to know I'm not
perfect, and that part of me keeps dying more each day.
And I wanted you to know....