RATE MY SONG 【 】Don’t Have Time For Love, So I Spend Every Night Making It,
And Then I Leave In The Morning, Never Waking It.
But All This Faking It Leaves Me Alone, And No Ones Paying It.
People See My Smile, See My Eyes But Never The Pain In It.
And I Ain’t Saying , Sus If I Start Displaying It
They Would Start Mistaken It With Asking For Help,
And Asking For Help Means You Need It,
And needing it is mistaken with weakness,
So I Keep It All A Secret,
And Hope No One Ever Sees It.
Especially Who I Wanna Be With, Cus They'll Never Understand.
I’m Too Young Doing Everything I Sea Has To Be Anchored To Land.
And I Would Be Lying If I Say I Am Better Man,
Cus No Mans Better,
Like A Sweater You Put It On Due To Weather,
And Weather Or Not It Has Just The Right Spots To Make You Warm,
And How Much Thought Was Formed, Cus Every Man Is Torn,
They Just Need The Right Stitches,
Not Some es Who Are Just Looking For Big And Riches.
It's All The Like This That Then Rips This
Making A Tear In Our Eyes To The Poing Where We Are No Good For Wear
To The Point Where We Learn Not To Care, And Just Hope Next Time They Stare
Into Our Eyes For A Little Bit Longer, A Little Stronger, And See What's Wrong There
It's Death Over Dishonor, So Even Though Our Emotion Wander, We Will Seem Calmer