my mood is unfair selfish and cold such a bold thought only for me unable to share balled up on the couch waiting for you too sleep so I can sneak out and mend my mind but i'll refuse to be weak I'll still smile just for others you'll alway hear me say hello in the morning and sweet dream at night all thought you may not know I need to ceil all these cracks and mend all the wonds but I don'r know where to begin is there a accual strat maybe a go my mind has a stop line I just don't know where it ends