My heart is an actor
Who will get to defend it?
Sometimes it's present yet so far
Sometimes it's present and a pretender
Who will understand the truth?
My heart is an actor
What it searches for is a lie
Try to undo the union
Keep beating as a show
What passion will it act for?
My heart is an actor
Learned to cry very early
As the crowd cried out for proof
Tried to be straight, but
What would tears be without lies?