Cracks In The Armor


I hate when people say 'how have you been?'
cuz I'm a relatively nice girl, but i'll lie every time


Its not you its me.... no its you.


I dont really even know whats wrong
just know i never, quite belong.


So I'm sorry if I stay in bed.
gotta do my best, fix whats left of my head.


I dont mean to cause an uproar
its just these cracks in the armor.


Don't think you know how sick i really and truly am.
I wanna whisper in your ear, and sing those pretty little songs
but I forgot the words, oh how it hurts.




Its not you its me, no its you.




I dont really even know whats wrong
just know i somehow, must keep strong.


So I'm sorry if I stay in bed.
gotta do my best, fix whats left of my head.


.... just know i somehow can't belong