I'm no rock star
Just a man with a cheap guitar
Singing for no one
Pretending I could be someone
That you could remember tomorrow
Not another face in the crowd
Of a thousand faces
Like a ghost with a broken voice
Nursing a broken heart
So I'll sit down and confess to them
That things aren't what they seem
It's still cold and I think she's to blame
I've been holding on to what I hoped
Would keep me from coming apart
From the inside
I remain
When I go to say hello
You don't have to shy away
I won't stay long
You just seemed nice
I'm no memorable attraction
Just a guy with a head on too tight
Running in circles at a very slow pace
Calling out names from my past that I don't really know
But they are there and alas, I see them
And I do miss the days when my heart would skip a beat
Making the butterflies swarm and fly
Lighting a little flame where the snow falls now
But I digress and collect new pieces
Of what I believe to be own mind
Scattered and buried in the frozen ground
Under the dead barren trees
I remain
It's not a crime to fake it
I could have done it myself
I just really wish you wouldn't
And for once, hear me out