Tekster: Secondhand Serenade. A Twist In My Story. Pretend.

It seems all of these words
Couldn't be further from the truth
How did I get here?
What did I do?

Your eyes, telling me lies
Making me find myself
While you have your agenda
A life to pursue

So please
Let me be free from you
And please, let me be free
I can face the truth

I'm blind to all of your colors
It used to be rainbow then
My eyes, where did they go to?
Why disappear?

It's hard to be all alone
I never got through your disguise
I guess I'll just go
And face all my fear

So please
Let me be free from you
And please, let me be free
I can face the truth

Put down your world
Just for one night
Pick me again

So please
Let me be free from you
And please, let me be free
I can face the truth