Don't know where to run; death Is all I see as an option to get away from me. And I hope you're glad, and I hope you Feel freed to be finally rid of a loser like me. You self-entitled, spoilt, rich brat; you know You don't belong. Disguise your face and Change your song; pretend there's nothing wrong" But I can't let go, 'cause your little jokes Are the truth about me that I've come to see. You say that you're not being mean and That you're just kidding, but I can't help what I feel. Let me, let me go; I've got to get myself back. I let my heart believe in what you said, But only for one split little second... guess that's all you need. "Go kill yourself, no-one loves you. nobody wants you, You're not beautiful!" Liar. Liar. LIAR! C'mon and strip me bare and show me just who I really am. Teach me to kill the Enemy in me and spare the little girl. I might be weak now, but God will speak for me! Liar Liar