~karlamuriel

Sometimes i sit at home
and wonder how it be if he had loved me
truly loved me yes,
i learned a while ago
that kind of thing it never happens for me,
and so i go around and just pretend
love is not for me
i play the circus clown around my friends
make them laugh and they won't see
that you never let them see you sweat
dont want them to think the pain runs deep,
Lord know its killing me

So i put on my make up
put a smile on my face
and if anyone ask me
everything is ok
i'm laughing coz no one
knows the joke is on me
coz i'm dying inside
with my pride
and a smile on my Face...
on my face singing, la la la,

Sometimes i sit at home by the phone
hopin he might call me but he don't call me
but then i realize dreams come true
aren't for girls like me, not like me,
and so i go around with my head up
like it ain't no thing
and when the boys around with all my friends
i'm into other things
coz you never let them see you sweat
don't want them to think the pain runs deep,
lord knows its killing me

Its not easy (thing to do)
sometimes its hard to (face the truth)
its not the life that i would choose
but what else can i do if he don't love me,
if he don't want me,
i'm not about to sit around let myself go