It Kills Me

I'm not very good with words
At least not the ones that   come out of my mouth
When you're around me
But i have a talent for   writing down
My thoughts and my frames of what surrounds me

It   doesn't matter now what you give, i'll never be satisfied
It kills me not to   let you in, but i have no explanation why
I want more

The saddest   most truthful eyes, and still i seem to
Put all the blame, i'm blaming it on   you
The world's most devious lie and still i seem to
Put all my trust in   blaming it on you