On my face
I wore a con that wasn't true
Smiled through pain you never knew
My lips were still, my eyes confessed
The storm I held inside my chest
Even quiet leaves a mark
The night reveals what hides in dark
Etched in silence on my face is every thought I can't erase
You never heard but you could see the shape of sorrow drawn by me
Truth finds a way to surface
I wore a con that wasn't true
Smiled through pain you never knew
My lips were still,
my eyes confessed The storm I held inside my chest
Even quiet leaves a mark The night reveals what hides in dark
Etched in silence on my face is every thought I can't erase
You never heard but you could see the shape of sorrow drawn by me
Truth finds a way to surface
Truth finds a way to surface
On my face is every thought I can't erase
You never heard but you could see the shape of sorrow drawn by me
Truth finds a way to surface