It\'s asif you don\'t really know.
It\'s not like I show you, the way I feel...

Hate is such a strong word, which is what I use,
You've teared me up inside, you've blown my fuse...

Stupid label's, with stupid name's,
Chavs, goths, Mosher's, it's all the same...

Feeling like your left to die,
Noone can hear your one last cry...

Accept me for being me,
Not my make up upon my face...