Who sold this to you?
You've got everything I've ever known
and what do I have now?
A cold bus seat
and an tired pair of sneakers
Listening through my headphones
I wonder what I'm reduced to now
without my only beauty
my only life
my only everything.

How many times have I said
what I'm hearing you say
to each other now?
This isn't what you were
This isn't what you were meant to be
I may be sleeping but think for a minute.
Do you know what you've taken?
You stole my only beauty
my only life
my only everything.

I've never had anything
that I could keep for my own
Do you know what that's like?
Nothing to be
when someone else takes it
Thinking about all the things I've been
I wonder if you'll ever be anything
that's not my only beauty
my only life
my only everything.