I'm the kinda girl who likes to run away From everything that's good that ever comes her way But you, you make me different No you make me stay You impress me when you tell me not to be afraid
Most people They just don't dig deep enough Noooo They only see what they wanna see Not the real stuff
But I got drawers full of(anger?) Boxes full of highs And all of my unhappiness is buried alive I got bags full of energy to bring me to life There's a closet full of love Closet full of love for someone to find For someone to find (all except 1st time)
All I really want is a good hand to hold Someone to call my own Someone to fill the holes You could kill the emptiness that's in my soul Not knowing if I'm always going to be alone
Most people wanna leave when in it's gets rough They only see what they wanna see Not the real stuff
Ooh ooh ooh oohhahah
So much is hidden inside The black and white of my life Maybe you're the one to find my
