When We're Alone
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When We're Alone

Sometimes, the truth hides in plain sight.

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When We're Alone
Max Avramov

We scream and yell,

We take others home,

We cuss and cry and fight all night,

Paint a picture for our friends, and go with our family's stories.

We laugh when our best friends mock the other,

We nod when our parents say they're glad we're free.

Post break up quotes, go out on dates, and drink away the pain.

But all these stories, all these games, it's all a big charade.

Cause oh when no one knows, not a word of it's the same.

Your eyes have never changed, they look at me the same.

The seas are calm when no one sees, when it's just you and me.

If we ran away how different things would be.

We talked on the phone for hours, as if no time had passed.

You tell me all your secrets, trust I'll keep them safe.

We talk about the times we had, and what we want to do.

How we want to fix it, and who we want to be.

You said you could read me like a book, that you knew me better than anyone else.

You said you know what I hide, and I said I knew the same.

You pull me in close, we hope that no one sees.

You kiss me in the dark of night, a secret rendezvous, we worry what they'd do.

We whisper words that we'll deny, we declare the truth.

We say what's on our hearts when no one else can see, when we're alone all that matters is you and me.

We stand amongst our divided teams, looking at each other across the room.

You smirk when you get nervous, and then I catch your eyes, you wait for me to save you from the war you started by surprise.

You tell me that you love me, that you'd change it all right now, well, you do when we're alone.

But when the world can see we act as though we agree with what is going on, that life's okay this way, that it doesn't feel so wrong.

When we're alone you run your fingers through my hair.

You say that I annoy you more than anyone, but that you wouldn't want to be annoyed by anyone else.

That it's not a lie, that you meant what you said, that if you didn't, you'd chose another victim.

You told me to believe you.

You tell me what they want you to hide, you know who's really on your side.

When we're alone at night you'd love me till the morning light.

When nobody knows, you want to call it off and fix our broken love, you want to rebuild bridges and you don't want anyone else to have me.

You didn't tell them what we said, you didn't tell them what you did, left the story half untold.

Do they know you at all?

Or do I have it all wrong?

Did you mean a word of what you said? Or did you use me instead?

When we're alone, the world is ours.

When others watch, we pull out our swords.

But I guess, it doesn't matter what you tell me when we're alone.

It doesn't matter that you love me when the lights are low, it doesn't matter what you say in the front seat of your car, it doesn't matter how you look at me, and your touch means nothing at all.

It doesn't matter that you tell me not to go, it doesn't matter that you pull me in, it doesn't matter what happened.

You'll never be you again.

I wait for you to speak proudly the words that you declare to me, I wait for you to fight, I wait for you to lead, but nothing seems to change.

It's not what you say, it's what you show.

If you meant what you told me that night, well that I'll never know.

Day by day you push me further away, into someone else's arms.

They treasure what you hid on the shelf, holding in plain sight what you wanted no one else to see.

They see rubies and pearls you see a puzzle of a girl.

When we're alone, you tell me what I want to hear. You act as though you care, and I wait for the follow up call, the call that never comes.

I wait for you to do what you said you'd do, because you wanted me.

Or was it all a lie?

Are you lying to the others, or me, when you look into my eyes?

They don't ask you how you feel, how you think, or where you were. They don't ask you what you said to me, or what happened on that night.

If you meant it you'd have declared it loud and proud, you'd crash down every wall.

We spend more days apart, as you follow orders.

I get knocks on my door, from someone new, wanting to tell me all their feelings, the feelings you deny.

The fact that you don't live up to what you said shows me it was all a lie.

It doesn't matter what you say when we're alone, it fades when you get what you want.

It doesn't matter if you call me, I won't pick up the phone.

You had your chance to fix it now I'm not coming home, you act like you hate me but that's not what you tell me when we're alone.

The silence is longer, and I forget your voice. I don't remember what your lips feel like, it was only a matter of time.

I don't know what's the truth or what's a lie, I don't know what you mean. You contradict yourself, I don't know what to believe.

You tell them you hate me, that we don't talk at all. You tell them that you're through, that you're moving on.

But based on what you told me, you're nowhere close to being gone.

I didn't need to use you, I didn't need to lie. I didn't have to tell you I loved you, I would've been just fine.

When you ask why I've moved on, or why I'm so far gone, or why I love another, when you see the photos and see me happy, or you wonder why I'm gone, after the night we shared,

Remember what you said when we're alone, how you made me feel, and that after you didn't show you really cared.

Remember what you did, remember how you left again.

You bite your tongue, but it slips out.

When we're alone you hold me in your arms, you say you love me and that you always will, that you did all along.

I know it doesn't matter, because you hide it in plain sight.

When we're alone you tell the truth,

the same way you did on that October night,

But when the sun comes up again, it fades away with the morning light.

When we're alone you love me, but no one else can know,

If you meant it you'd have fought harder,

But instead you watch me go.

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