Sweet Nothings

I know all my flaws
Crawling towards you
Talking backwards
Words don’t mean a thing
If you can’t bare to say them out loud
I’m proud, I feel it
Words don’t mean a thing
I know all my flaws
Fading away
Don’t want to stay
On my own, alone
I can’t bare to face it out loud
I’m proud, I hate it
Words don’t mean a thing