The very worst part of you is me.

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone.

Even those who never frown eventually break down.

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

But trying to be genuine was harder than it seemed

Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?