Can't see you through your blinding words
Eyes burning through the lies you stutter
Can't breathe in case I take them in
Then I'd lose my mind 

I believe that you believe in you
Still reeling from the words you uttered
Feel sick enough to let you win
Recognising 

The trouble with me
Is my troubles with you
Sometimes you make me feel
Like I'm everybody's fool 

The trouble with me
Is my troubles with you
You'd like me to believe
I need no one but you 

I stumble from your juiced up promises
Can't believe what I forgave in you
Too scared by what you think I'm living for
So distorted 

Stupid me I should have listened
to you anyway
Between the line I would have
heard the [bad word] 
So slick you coulda lied to anyone
Now I see that 

You [bad word] 
You [bad word] away
But I [bad word] too
Far enough to see 

You [bad word] 
You [bad word] today
But I [bad word] too
Far enough to see the wrong in you