What you don't see,
are the tears I cry, after you walk away.
What you don't see,
is how hard it gets for me to breathe,
as the pain crushes me more and more...
What you don't see,
is how confused I get by what you say.
What you don't see,
is how your words are killing me,
at the thought of walking away.
What I don't see,
is how you could be so cruel?
What I don't see,
is a way to make it through,
all by myself.
What I don't see,
is you caring at all.
What I don't see,
is any love,
at all....
