• I'd like to make myself fall asleep,
    Without tossing and turning.
    Without you making my heart,
    Ache from its yearning.

    See this stomach has butterflies,
    And I don't remember how to act.
    So I end up faking a smile for you,
    Because that's where it's at.

    You're my greatest accomplishment,
    Yet my greatest defeat.
    I'm the one hiding,
    And still waiting for you to seek.

    You said "I tell you everything,"
    And want me to do the same.
    And I want to...
    But you're the secret that puts me to shame.