The Girl Who Only Tried

I often wonder why you hate me

There has to be a reason for all the regret

A reason why I'm so good at telling a lie

Because I'm scared of you being upset

You treat me like I'm paper

I used and abused

Written on til I'm all black

And blue, torn and bruised

Lying comes easy

They just slip right off my tongue

Tell my friends I'm fine

I've been doing it since I was young

I live in a house, not a home

You make sure I'm terrified

Of ever being alone

Of being the girl who only tried