Does he know I wake every night crying?
Does he know that my light inside
Does he know that its gone?
That inside I'm dying?
Do you think he can even imagine
What is running through my head?
Is it possible this could be a sin
That it might make me wish myself dead?
Is it horrible that I worry more about him
Than I do myself?
I feel my heart go dim
As I put my feelings on the shelf
I dont care about me anymore
I dont matter
As long as he feels safe to the core
My heart will get a little bit fatter
Well I've got another confession to make
It's so true
Oh my God, for goodness sake
I know a confession is due
The pain, he feels
I feel it too
Its like a starving person, without their meals
I just cant handle it
