a picture of how I want you to see me
 you don't have to know
 what happens behind these closed doors


 you can say what you wanna say
 but it's not going away
 do you hear me when I speak?
 can you lift me when I'm weak?
 can you feel it when I hurt?
 tell me does this mean to you
 what it means to me?


 What if I ripped out the pages of this story
 just to rewrite it,
 rearrange all the pieces until they fit
 You don't even know
 how good it makes me feel when I see you glow