But Underneath

Crossing the fingers
you wait so anxious
and looking for excuses
for this wild attraction.

But underneath
I've seen
not the love, but the grief
you see the pain.

Magnificent outside
but underneath
it's the worst side
to see.

No place to cry
my dear.
No place to sob
my love.

Always showing love to all,
but underneath it's not nice at all

We started from zero
now we're supposed to be on eighteen,
but underneath
we're minus seventeen.
That's why underneath could be
the worst side to be seen.