You are just the same, throwing lame excuses,
It's a shame, don't you know I'm insane.
Boy, I already know your game.
Shits you do for your name, everything for fame.
Your love was a sham,
This feeling of fooling.
Waiting and wasting my time,
Watching you playing.
Something inside me is enjoying it.
'Cause I want it,
I don't care anymore.
My jaw is beginning to twitch,
And I need this cream on my peach.