You could say I might find it difficult
To show it on the outside
From far away
I should seem as ordinary as would seem the truth
But all we find
Dishonesty and lies
ItÂ’s hard to recognize the truth
And why canÂ’t I discover what the reason is
That I know thereÂ’s something left that I should prove

I didnÂ’t mean to burden you
Is there something more to this?
I didnÂ’t mean to burden you
Is there something more to this?
Was it something that IÂ’ve already missed?

Peel away the fear that IÂ’m not good enough
To give back what IÂ’ve taken
ItÂ’s hard to say
The dissappointment tends to make
The optimism fade
IÂ’m still behind and running out of time
ItÂ’s nothing but a trite excuse

And why canÂ’t I discover what the reason is
That I know thereÂ’s something left that I should prove