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