It disguises my feelings.
It hides my heart.
It covers the nerve you're killing,
and sets me apart.
Why have you done this?
It's almost a sin.
Right after you give me a kiss.
Thank God for my disguise, my skin.
How my heart aches,
but no one can tell.
It's cold as the chill your stare makes,
for I am just an empty shell.
What have I done,
to deserve this?
It's as if you've taken to me, a gun.
Tell me, what did I miss?
I long for the feeling
that your touch used to make.
For it, am I kneeling;
But your new love will take.
It shows no emotion.
Can tell no men.
Reveals no commotion,
Yes, you've guessed it, my skin.
edited...not much though. tell me if it sounds better
