I SPREAD MY WINGS AS I HAVE IN A HUNDRED DREAMS
BUT AS I OPEN UP MY EYES, I HEAR ONLY SCREAMS
I REALIZE THEY ARE MINE AND IT PUSHES ME TO THE
INEVITABLE REALITY THAT I AM ONLY HUMAN

WHY DO I CRY, I DOES NO GOOD, IT NEVER DOES
THE STREAKS OF MAKEUP AND STAINED SATIN GLOVES
THE LIGHT FILLS THE ROOM AND ONCE AGAIN I HAVE SURVIVED 
SO WHY DO I FEEL SO EMPTY INSIDE

I STUMBLE THROUGH THE DAY AS ANY ACTOR COULD 
SMILING AND BEAMING AND PRETENDING, DAMN I AM SO GOOD
NO ONE SEES THE REAL ME, THE ONE WHO'S DEAD INSIDE
THE ONE WHO WIPES HER TEARS AWAY, THE PART OF ME THAT DIED

THEY WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND ME IF THEY EVER KNEW
IF THEY SEE ME AS I AM, I DON'T KN0W WHAT THEY'D DO  
IT SEEMS THE PAIN AND ANGER ARE ALWAYS AT MY SIDE
I DID NOT SAY A WORD TO THEM, THEY CANNOT SAY I LIED