It’s not me
you hate
it’s the lies you tell
living in your own personal hell
forces you to yell
it’s not me
you hate
it’s the lonliness
the phoniness
that you cannot confess
so you wrap yourself
into everybody else
it’s not me
you hate
it’s the past mistakes
growing, and taking shape
you live one lie after another
you can’t escape
it’s not me
you hate
it’s everytime
you look into our child’s face
seeing reality, and the time you waste
it’s not me
you hate
it’s the person you’ve become
deep down inside feeliing dumb
yet your lies force you to continue
with jealousy, hate, anger on the menu
not realizing people see right through you
it’s not me
you hate
the mirror reveals someone confused, and blue
the ugliness that’s you
you cry, and cry
you lie, and lie
making everybody miserable
acting insane, and hysterical
you pray for a miracle
forgiveness
so one day god will end this
ask to be heaven sent
still you won’t repent
it’s not me
you hate
it’s you