Locked bedroom door I sit, head in my hands
Only these four walls understand,
This sort of emtyness holding the key
I'm trying to breatheIt's a different kind of hurt,
It's a different kind of lonely,
It's a deeper kind of pain,
Don't act like you know this.
'Cause what you don't see,
Is buried inside of me,
All these cries always tryin' to disappear
These a different kind of tearsTaight, a perfect life was one I'd never know,
Is it loneliness or being alone
Will this heaviness swallow my fight?
It just mightIt's a different kind of hurt,
It's a different kind of lonely,
It's a deeper kind of pain,
Don't act like you know this.
'Cause what you don't see,
Is buried inside of me,
All these cries always tryin' to disappear
These a different kind of tearsIt ain't easy believing in believing
It ain't easy believing in believing
It ain't easy believing in believing
It ain't easy believing in believingIt ain't easy believing in believing
It's a different kind of hurt,
It ain't easy believing in believing
It's a different kind of lonely,
It ain't easy believing in believing
It's a different kind of hurt,
It ain't easy believing in believing
Don't act like you know this
All these cries always tryin' to disappearIt's a different kind of hurt,
It's a different kind of lonely,
It's a deeper kind of pain,
Don't act like you know this.
'Cause what you don't see,
Is buried inside of me,
All these cries always tryin' to disappear
These a different kind of tears
Songwriters
SALVATORE P. ERNA, ZAC MALLOYPublished by
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