that pity in your eyes
when i tell you everything wrong in my life
the way you start talking softly, hesitantly
afraid your going to say something wrong
you stumble over your words
and you keep apologising
i hate it
but that look in your eyes doesn't go
and your looking at me as if i'm going to break at any minute
maybe i am
maybe if i was you
i'd look at myself like that too
