Here's the problem
I cant differentiate between
The words you say and the things you do; hypocritical to the way you think. To be in love and to love are very different
That's the problem
I can't stand on the shaky ground of your empty words
Yet it compels me to balance; my hollow heart is being filled with deceit, while I struggle to stand
I'll fix the problem
Its amazing how the world can change your thoughts
And leave me to rot in the empty grail of your mind
But I keep falling for your love
And that's the problem
