What Do You Really Think of Me

How 'bout you tell me what you're thinking
How 'bout you tell me how you feel
I want to know the truth
Now what you'll tell me so I won't hurt
I know you really love me
But that's not what I am asking
What do you think of me?
What of me needs some changing?
Do you really think that I'm all that?
Or is there certain things I do
That you wish I wouldn't
Tell me now before they live inside
Destroy us at the seams
Rip us both apart
What do you really think of me
Black, dead, stone cold heart