Staind

Well I know the words, but I can't really speak them
To you
And I hide all the pain that I've gained with my wisdom
From you
And I'm eaten alive by what I hold inside
All the things that I live with I can't easily hide
And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for
But you
Its not easy to hide
All this damage inside
I'll carry you with me
Until I'm not alive
When you look at my face, does it seem just as ugly?