There you go again Spitting things at me Because I know exactly who you want me to be When will I be free from this? When will you learn to finally let go? Im really sick of this? Why is it me who you chose, To control I dont even know what to say, You lie to me, full of sweet securities Then turn the tables and put the blame on me Im getting really sick of it, this time!!! Why oh why is it that you want to see me cry? Why oh why, do you make me feel like Id much rather die!!! These twist, these turn, make me feel cursed, but its okay Im fine. Ya sure im fine. Im sick of being two faced, pretending that im not in for the race of my life Suppressing the signs that you are ruining my time
