I'm a closet Backstreet Boys fan. They're very sweet

Through this world I've stumbled, so many times betrayed, trying to find an honest word, to find the truth enslaved.

Your love is just the antidote when nothing else can cure me.

I want to be alone. Sympathies wasted on my hollow shell. I feel there's nothing left to fight for. No reason for a cause.

If I cried me a river of all my confessions, would I drown in my shallow regret?

I pull you from your tower, take away your pain. Show you all the beauty you possess, if you only let yourself believe.

Every time I'm close to you, there's too much I can't say, and you just walk away. And I forgot to tell you I love you.