When I was done she said she whispered cuz she thought she was going to be in trouble for saying lame
You see the smile that’s on my mouth
It’s hiding the words that don’t come out
And all of my friends who think that I’m blessed
They don’t know my head is a mess
but these stories don’t mean anything
if you got no one to tell them to.
it’s true I was made for you.
No, they don’t know who I really am
And they don’t know what I’ve been through like you do
And I was made for you