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