I could
put on
a smile
Or put
on a
dress
But why
should I
bother?
Who is
there to
impress?
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I could
put on
a smile
Or put
on a
dress
But why
should I
bother?
Who is
there to
impress?
If
only
I knew
what to do
I
would
not be so
reliant on you
If
only
I knew
how to grieve
It
would be
so much easier
to let you leave
If
only
I knew
who to be
I’d
thank you
for your help
then set you free