But I sure know how to cry
You would call me a regular girl
with a few irregular, tendencies.
I see the truth in lies, i can find them in your eye's
You see me broken, but that's just a shell, underneath
the power is there. But you refuse to see it.
You've underestimated me from the start
I don't lead with my heart
My blank stare is not stupidity
it's marveling at you unwittingly
I can hear things in your voice,
you give me no choice. I answer right back.
It's not a defense, to voice what I lack.
That's the bottom line
