Lies and secrets
Nobody sees through me
Through my unconceivable pain

Through everything that I've been through
Through the thick and the thin
Through what I thought were difficult times

None of that is real anymore
Although you might just say that it's a bump,
in the road

I beg to differ
This time its not just a bump in the road
This time it's me

Why can't you see that?
Why can't you see that I'm not the problem?
That for once. It actually isn't my fault.

That for once it actually may be your fault.
Through your selfishness
can you see anyone but yourself?