Love's really full of inconsistencies We get hurt yet there are things we miss
It makes us happy but also makes us cry
It's a reason to live yet a reason to die
Sometimes it's true but sometimes full of lies
There's trust but we still ask questions with WHYs
We want to forget but still we remember
We want to close our doors but here comes another
We say we're strong though we feel weak
We say we're fine but hey! we look sick
In every teardrop there comes a smile
Forgetting the heartache even just for a while
Sometimes we dream just to be with the person we love
We oftenly say that they're the only things we have
They serve as the world we consider a paradise
They're making us feel the intimacy not seen by the eyes
Lies and denials, sorrows and pain
Aside from the sweetness underneath the falling rain
Broken hearts, teardrops and shattered dreams
Upon reading between your lies, these are the hidden scenes....
