when you looked at me what did you see?
all the things you wanted to be?
all those years of confrotations trying to meet your expectations?
i was your puppet you pull my strings, always striving for greather things..
now when you're gone how can i cope?
you were my inspiration and and hope..
how will i manage now i'm finally free,
to be the person i wanted to be?
it's true, i hated, but i loved much more..
so i swallowed the impulse to settle the score..
i tried to give you your satisfaction, to be your star, your main attraction..
the glamour calls, the people cheer, and no one cares if i cry in my beer..
i turn on the charm that blesses my years
and the laughter that hides a million tears..
time to show i can stand on my feet..
i don't regret the things i have done, at the end of the day i had so much fun..
but i need to be liked,i need to be loved..
as i start to go single, there's one thing i ask, please judge by the person, not by the mask..
Post je objavljen 02.05.2006. u 02:40 sati.