I told you I am flawed I told you I am great I know that all the things I love Were all the things you hate
Depending on my mood My bed is in a box And I can't get up well and break through all these f#ck!ng locks
Because this time you're not gonna make it far Yeah this time you're not lifting me up just to knock me down
Its a sign, its a sign for you to stop dragging me down
I know that you are perfect I'll mount you on my wall I know that all the things you said were leading to my fall But in the end it's perfect you can go to hell and back while you see me driving away from you with satisfaction on my face
Because this time you're not gonna make it far Yeah this time you're not lifting me up just to knock me down
