You're one of those people I decidedly hate
And most assuredly cannot stand
You sure as hell don't think straight
Because you're your own one-man band
There's nothing wrong with people standing alone
God knows I've been going solo most of my life
I might still be naive, but I've definitely grown
Indifference still stabs me like a knife
My problem I think is that I'm a little too nice
I never really choose the right friends
And time and time and again I pay the price
Its a recurring pattern that never ends.
Was I wrong to trust you and tell you my secrets?
Yes. Its a fact proven right.
It always will be my biggest weakness
In that regard I'm not all that bright
Sweetheart, I might be trusting, that's just me
But I take sweet pleasure in knowing
That I'm a better person than you'll ever be
And emotionally I'm still growing
You on the other hand are the child over here
Manipulating the breath out of beauty, leaving no traces
I have just one thing to say to you, my dear
Keep your venom to yourself, and both your faces.