I spend my life hiding
Behind a façade of fun
Who can I confide in?
There must be someone
Whoever sees the real me
A person filled with dread and pain
Should I go to church and fall on my knee?
But will that be in vain
Who can I confide in?
There must be someone
I smile and I laugh
While my heart breaks apart
What is going to be my epitaph
When I depart
Who can I confide in?
There must be someone
Can I one day
Be the real me
Or is that a long way away
I just so want to be free
Who can I confide in?
There must be someone.