Drove by the agency your parents work at Still somehow shaking a year in between And i begged that maybe The problem wasn't just me ♪ Song on the radio Sounds just like he's saying your name And i screamed from the passenger seat And i prayed that one day You'd realize what you did to me Crying in your parents' house Your little sister looks confused You're wondering how everybody you loved Could suddenly turn on you
I'm tired of being led to believe Things aren't what they seem When they're standing Right in front of me You may not realize it yet But i wish you the best Yeah, everything's fucked Good luck ♪ Voice on the other end Cries like i did through a screen Still deflecting two years in between Then i knew for the first time The problem was never me ♪ They just can't understand Their heads are in a whirl Saying, "everything could've been perfect If he didn't hurt those girls" Yeah, they had to eventually Cause you can't rewrite reality ♪ I'm tired of being led to believe Things aren't what they seem When they're standing Right in front of me You may not realize it yet But i wish you the best Yeah, everything's fucked Good luck