You criticese the way I walk
You ask me too go faster
You criticese my dirty shoes
Don't even like my moods
You criticise me when I talk
And hate me when I'm mute
Please, at least for today... lie to me
You criticise all my opinios,
My vision, my religion
You keep on saying I am wrong
Don't even like my songs
You criticise me if I don't sleep
And hate me if I do...
Please, at least for today... lie to me
You criticise the shirt I wear,
The minutes that I spare.
You talk so much but deep inside
I know that you don't care.
You criticise me when I win,
And hate me if I lose.