That no-one really cares?
See, I'm afraid to love but afraid to be alone
Still I wonder why my heart is always broke
What a way to live, let the fear take all control
Looking for love, looking for love?
Trying to be enough, be enough?
I'm trying to write my perfect story
I'm working nights, I'm working days
To prove the world that I am worthy
Of being seen, of being praised
'Cause I'm afraid to show the people who I am
I'm not special, I'm just a simple, broken man
So I will hide my face with my picture-perfect mask
Looking for love, looking for love?
Trying to be enough, be enough?
Woah, if I looked you in the eye
cnd showed the broken things inside
Woah, if you saw my darkest parts
The wicked things inside my heart