Well now here's a question who died and made you king What gives you the right to cheap shot someone else's thing Thought I knew where I had you but I was obviously wrong Starting to show your real side which you've kept hidden for so long When will they all see you through Always thought you were one of the few Who really gave us more than words But when it all comes down You're no different than the rest Always thought you were for real but why fool myself When it all comes down you're the same as everyone else But then who really needs you I know that I don't Go one with your lies that is something that I won't