I told you I didn't believe I was pretty enough, you told me you didn't think you were tall enough.
I told you I was afraid of the dark, you told me you were afraid of driving.
I told you I was afraid that I will never fall in love, you told me you were afraid of love.
I told you I can't keep secrets, you told me you lie.
The one secret I didn't tell you was that I was using you, just like you were using me.
I guess we were both just trying to be ok.