Better Unsaid - Two:22

Some things are better unsaid

Than sharing thoughts that aren’t real

Found my flaws in you

She said «I think I’ll be dead

By the time I get to know you»

What you’re hiding in that shell

Is the demon I used to

By the time that I’ll be dead

Will I ever get to know

What you’re hiding in that shell

Is the same thing that I used to

I know what it’s like to chase

The numbest moments without having fun

Used to be a number on the list

But then you found me at my minimum

Picked up me up, did a small run, dropped me down

You were bored of love

I was born a though but I got weak

Feeling like a fucking Ditto on a pound of weed

Some things are better unsaid

Than sharing thoughts that aren’t real

Found my flaws in you

Tell me that I’m not enough

Love she claimed to have was bluff

To small to hear my voice speak up

I see the green from in the rough

Things are better unsaid

Then sharing thoughts that aren’t real

Can’t see what’s ahead, lost handle on the wheel

Hope you find what makes you happy

Wish that thing was all love lasting

Hope you find what makes you happy

See my face walk by and passing