Testo The Good Kind Jessica Harp
You forced me to become strong
When I just craved being weak
And you think you know
And I would like to think so
But do you know that when you go
I fall apart
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And itâs not the good kind
No, it's not the good kind
Iâm tired of hiding
Behind these lyin' eyes
Iâm tired of this smile
That even I donât recognize
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And itâs not the good kind
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And itâs not the good kind
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And itâs not the good kind
No, you're not the good kind
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind