talking behind my back
stretching the truth,
why cant you keep your mouth shut?
what do i have to do
to get you off my back
and keep you away?,
when you don't really listen to
a thing that I say
maybe one day you'll finally see
you can talk your shit to anyone
but keep your ass away from me.
every moment in my life's
written on a page
making every story known
like on some fucking stage
violent situation starting to bust
to never know again
just who i can trust.