I knew you were too good to be true
Why does my mind make people seem perfect?
When on the outside their deceitful
Lies, betrayal, mischievous, and full of denial
I don't know if I can trust you ever again
Like I used to trust you with my life
Over and over this shit keeps happening
I once told you of my problems
Now you're reenacting them
My life is a drama play
It is to be rewound and replayed
Again and again
Until I give in to the temptations of ending it
I hold the key to leaving this world
And forgetting all that's in it.
