So good at pretending nothing has changed

Running away from memory lanes
filled with thorns that cause me pain
Didn't tell you the reason why
too late to rewind, alright
wish I could
Fly a kite, the old kiddi ride
carnivals and carnivores
Monsters hidden in plain sight
Let's enjoy the game
Perfect the charade
So good at pretending nothing changed
So good at the masquerade
If only you lifted the mask
and looked into my face
you'd see my mouth's taped
Help my voice escape
Scare away the hate
that the tape makers spew
when I say
Me too