I run to you, you run away
I show my hand, the dealer plays
A silhouette, my vision blurs
Panic attack, I lose my words
This heart it beats, I cannot sleep from the
Times I said, "it's just my head"
An awful thing to bear
So I'll keep playing with my hair
The days are quiet, the nights are loud
My friends all say they're really proud
Of all the smiles, and steps I take
How would they feel if they knew the smiles were all fake
I'm reaching out, for a hand to take
To lift me up, like mine does yours
But you're not really there
How could that be so unfair
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
The inner notes, I start to pace
You disappear, without a trace
A crooked heart, to fix again
The knife you hold, it speaks my pain
I sit and talk, and still I hide from things
I cannot find or understand
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't breathe
And here I am, left in the dark
To try to find, the little spark
Where were my wings, I'll never know
The pattern's formed, am I alone
And there you are, collapsing walls and all
Distracting sights, the same old fights
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't see
I'm tired of being silent
Dear God how can this end
Oh
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
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I run to you, you run away
I show my hand, the dealer plays
A silhouette, my vision blurs
Panic attack, I lose my words
This heart it beats, I cannot sleep from the
Times I said, "it's just my head"
An awful thing to bear
So I'll keep playing with my hair
The days are quiet, the nights are loud
My friends all say they're really proud
Of all the smiles, and steps I take
How would they feel if they knew the smiles were all fake
I'm reaching out, for a hand to take
To lift me up, like mine does yours
But you're not really there
How could that be so unfair
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
The inner notes, I start to pace
You disappear, without a trace
A crooked heart, to fix again
The knife you hold, it speaks my pain
I sit and talk, and still I hide from things
I cannot find or understand
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't breathe
And here I am, left in the dark
To try to find, the little spark
Where were my wings, I'll never know
The pattern's formed, am I alone
And there you are, collapsing walls and all
Distracting sights, the same old fights
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't see
I'm tired of being silent
Dear God how can this end
Oh
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
I show my hand, the dealer plays
A silhouette, my vision blurs
Panic attack, I lose my words
This heart it beats, I cannot sleep from the
Times I said, "it's just my head"
An awful thing to bear
So I'll keep playing with my hair
The days are quiet, the nights are loud
My friends all say they're really proud
Of all the smiles, and steps I take
How would they feel if they knew the smiles were all fake
I'm reaching out, for a hand to take
To lift me up, like mine does yours
But you're not really there
How could that be so unfair
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
The inner notes, I start to pace
You disappear, without a trace
A crooked heart, to fix again
The knife you hold, it speaks my pain
I sit and talk, and still I hide from things
I cannot find or understand
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't breathe
And here I am, left in the dark
To try to find, the little spark
Where were my wings, I'll never know
The pattern's formed, am I alone
And there you are, collapsing walls and all
Distracting sights, the same old fights
Maybe it's just me
The one who couldn't see
I'm tired of being silent
Dear God how can this end
Oh
Why don't you see me now
Is it cause you don't know how
In these pretty Wonderlands
Could we be holding hands
I'm screaming for you now
But to you I don't make sound
In these pretty Wonderlands
How could I be your man
Writer: Matt Davies
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid