the truth's no concern
you just say what you will
you're a snake in the grass
you're a poisoned quill
and you call yourself friend
but behind the facade
you have no respect
now my trust is at odds
'cause you put on a face
that is pleasant to see
hiding the anger
you feel undernieth
and you're setting your sights
on the ruin of others
all because you're
unfulfilled by your lover
and you need to take time
to reflect on yourself
instead of examining
everyone else
'cause deep down beneath
the weight you have gained
there's someone inside
whose imprisoned by shame
so you'll point all your finger
and you'll call people names
'cause you think that you'll win
just because you play games
