I don't care about the story
I don't care about the myth
I don't care how you see my life
You haven't witnessed it
Use fear as a weapon, and pity as a whip
Convince everyone around
That I'm a piece of [bad word] 
Give me a kiss
You sold me out… hold on, wait... what did I miss?
Gossip gets you off
But you couldn't resist

Make me a sinner
Because you paint the picture
Buy your believers, you couldn't resist

We're on the same side

Friendly fire - Honest liar

Now [bad word] the twist
You did this for me?… hold on, wait… what did I miss?
Your good intentions?… ha, ha
What do you get out of this?

Does it make you feel alive?
Does it make you feel so high?
How does it feel?, How does it feel?

So you think it's your place
And you think you're so brave [bad word] slinging
I'll tell you now what I see
child's insecurity projecting
From the sidelines, a critic
voice that won't admit it
That you have never risked it
How vicarious the cynic
My Judas, my brother
My Judas, my brother