Thought that you were listening Thought your butt might be worth kissing So I watched another bridge burn down I am spending most of my time I want in, I want your stuff My soul has caught the flu I have made my life's decision I'd probably kill for my ambition I might just kill you too
You've got me second guessing What I thought had been a blessing But you put me back on hold And if nothing sells like sincerity Then listen up 'cause I might be Speaking from the bottom of my soul
You have been my scapegoat It is you that's kept me afloat I have put all blame on you instead on me My wounds are self inflicted I've been feeling so vindictive That the truth has been impossible to see