[Verse One]
Maybe I want you to hate me 
Sick of your point of view 
I hope you choke on the irony 
That you’re criticizing me 
When you’re the one too blind to see 
The forest through the trees 

You’re playing the saint
Just playing the saint 
Just playing the saint 
You can’t judge me
 [bad word] 
Who the [bad word] are you to judge? 
Anybody else 
When you are not exactly 
Innocent yourself 
You’re just playing the saint 
You’re just playing the saint 
You’re just pretending to be what 
You could never be 
(You’re no better than me)

[Verse Two]
You think you’re so [bad word] perfect 
Well I think you’re worthless 
I don’t care what you think of me 
I’m better than you’ll ever be 
Take a look inside the mirror 
Before you throw your stones at me

You’re playing the saint
Just playing the saint 
Just playing the saint 
You can’t judge me
 [bad word] 

I can see right through you 
And everything that you do 
(You lie, you lie!)
Your deceiving smile doesn’t conceal you
(You lie, you lie!)
face made of glass 
That I can see through 
Your faith is your mask 
To hide the real you 
But I can see through 
I can see right through you 
It’s so [bad word] easy to see 
You fake everything 
You’re a sinner in saints clothing 
 [bad word] 

Keep on pretending you’re faking everything 
(You’re no better than me)