Fake

I can't stand the sight of you

I can't stand what you put me through

You lie so light, but you hide

Is it debt to being you inside

I can't stand, oh, the thought of you

I can't stand all the things you do

What do you try to justify?

You were just too scared to be you inside

Let!

It all go

at you, all I see,

Is it meant to afraid to let it be?

I can't stand what you put me through

I can't stand even the thought of you

Your secret lies that you hide

Is it debt to being you inside?

You try so hard to be wanted

False emotions tells you fronted

I feel being a person relies on one thing:

Be yourself, let you come through

You're too afraid to really be

Someone who isn't false advertising cares to be

Be yourself, let you come through!

Fake!

And we with at you, we with it ^[1]