• My heart feels like its tearing in two,
    And it's all because of you.
    If you knew how I feel,
    Would you feel guilt?
    You say that I'm important to you, that you love me,
    But your actions don't say that you do, I don't think that you see,
    That every time you go behind your parents, you're hurting me.
    I know they don't like me but why won't you tell them about us?
    I'm trying not to make a fuss,
    But you need to realize,
    Every time you put it off, on the inside a little more I die.
    It's like you're ashamed of me, like you're ashamed to be with me,
    I know you this you don't see,
    But every time you put off telling them about us, it hurts me, and that feeling just won't let me be.