blood on my hands.

you felt the coldness in my eyes and something i'm not revealing.
though you got used to my disguise, you cant shake this awful feeling.
its the me that i let you know cuz i'll never show. i have my reasons.
i hate to say that i told you so, but it told you so.

straight from your eyes its barely me beautifully so disfigured this other side that you cant see,
just praying you wont remember.
feel the pain that i never show. and i hope you know it's never healing.
i hate to say that i told you so, but i told you so.

there's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
some things cant be treated so dont make me be myself around you.