foolish heart looks like we`re here again
same old game of plastic smile
don`t let anybody in
hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
how much will they take before i`m empty
do i let it show, does anybody know?
CHORUS:
but you see the real me
hiding my skin, broken from within
unveil me completely
i`m loosening my grasp
there`s no need to mask my frailty
cause you see the real me
painted on, life is behind the mask
self-inflicted circus clown
i`m tired of the song and dance
living a charade, always on parade
what a mess i`ve made of my existence
but you love me even now
and still i see somehow
CHORUS
wonderful, beautiful is what you see
when you look at me
you`re turning the tattered fabric of my life into
a perfect tapestry
i just wanna be me