but if i wanted silence
i would whisper
and if i wanted loneliness
i'd choose to go
and if i like rejection
i'd audition
and if i didn't love you
you would know...

and why can't you just hold me?
and how come it is so hard
and do you like to see me broken
and why do i still care?

poor little misunderstood baby
no one likes a sad face...


… then i guess no one likes me …