Reasons Why

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