I don't know who to trust,
everyone is gone.
Now we're broken on the floor
She just wants me to share her
It hasn't been this way before
She just wants me to dare her
It's just a game to all of you.
Don't you know, it will fuck you.
It made you, talk about me.
That fucking monster.
The phone rings
And she screams
Stab my back
It's better when I bleed for you
You walk on me
It never was enough to do
When I wanted to try it,
I got judged.
Now that you've tried it,
and I did not,
you're the ones judging me.
I can't get past her
Falling fast
It's true
It hasn't done a lot for you
Drugs, or me?
It's a question I've asked
a lot lately.
I hope that love he gave you
Was just enough to save you
You nearly broke my heart
Just look at what you're tearing apart
I hope you all have fun,
coming off the monster.
I hope you all have fun
becoming the stoners
everyone judges.
You bet your asses I will
be judging you.
Make fun of me all you want
for leaving a party with drugs
and alcohol.
Make fun of me all you want
for going to rehab.
Yeah, thats where I've been.
Please, call me a pansy,
for sticking up for what I believe in,
for something that won't take over my life again.
I hope you all fucking like
crashing.
Because you will, hard.
It's not worth losing
relationships, and trust over.

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