I'm so damn tired of your bullshit ♪ Find the nearest rope, and use your neck to tightly pull it You hide behind wide, cheerful eyes But I can see what's inside A sick, spiteful boy, who's slowly grown tired of all his toys Ill-behaved, depraved You crave attention? Well, I'll be glad to oblige I wonder if the thought that I'm talking to you has even crossed your mind Does it sound familiar? A ringing so peculiar Stuck inside your tainted ear A message from the past ♪ But then again, this tainted lens can hardly see shades of grey The real source of fear is the idea that I won't be able to keep that side at bay Does it sound familiar? The ringing of hysteria The screeching of paranoia That I'm writing this for you Does it really hurt to know That your feelings have been felt alone? I resented you since long ago But now, the pain is due Do you really think everyone's your friend? Aren't you tired of lying every weekend?