its the same story. the unhappy ending. i play the loser that seems to be winning. i seem to be winning in your eyes. by my action i expose myself, i open to weakness, i fall to my own choices, feelings so far gone so...here i am, opened for you to see, what you know. ill determine i have tied my own hands, hands that hold these walls around. ive risked everything now i feel myself breaking you think i never needed to hold anyone else? im scared of losing more, you think you know me? you think that i dont feel? you thinks you what you mean to me? you think i dont hope