You gave me a hint, I eased into it.
It was you & me against the world.
Was it something that I said?
Was it something that I did?

Even so, I did it so to open up, the smiles were a hidden note to pretend.
I was stuck onto you, your endless words flooded my mind, leaving no space for the rest.
Yours was the first name that popped into my mind when I needed a leaning shoulder.
I was told, what's done can't be undone.
I told myself to forget, but somehow fighting it does no good.

Or did you lie from the start?
Was I a fool, thinking of the better?
Was it just a damned implication,
was it a joke I was supposed to fall into?

I almost accepted, but you suddenly disappeared.
You left, leaving me to figure how I was supposed to piece the broken shards together,
without giving me the model example.
Those mid sentences, are you going to finish it?
Was it something that I said?
Was it something that I did?
'Cos I gotta know what made me unbeautiful.

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