They might be childish dreams to you
But they are all too real to me
I could explain a thousand times
You say its immaturity
They might be insignificant
But they are my fears nonetheless
So who are you to criticize?
You think you know just what is best

Guessing
You'll never find answers that way
Don't assume you can look through me
Falling
Trying to put myself back up
I need you to wait and pull me

If you would sit back and listen
Then you could find that you mean more
You don't accept it's possible
You cling to what you've felt before
So whose pain is it, mine or yours?
And what makes you so fucking sure
That you know me and not the mask
The mask is part of me but you're

Guessing
You'll never find answers that way
Don't assume you can look through me
Falling
Trying to put myself back up
I need you to wait and pull me

If you would sit back and listen
Then you would find that you mean more
You don't accept it's possible
You cling to what you've felt before
You cling to what you've... felt