I try to be what you want me to be
I try to do what's right
But I always end up on the wrong side of you
And we always get into a fight.

I'm tired of having to carry the blame,
Of having to apologize in the end
And when you say you've forgiven me
I hate knowing it's all just a game of pretend.

What you don't know
Is that I can play too
That stupid little game,
I learned it from you.

I can pretend there's a knife in my hand
Raised at an angle towards my chest
I can pretend to feel it dig into me
As I lay down to eternal rest.

One day, you'll see
This will stop being a game
I'll leave this world
And you'll be left with the blame.

I don't want to try to please you anymore,
All I want to do is be me
The only way is to be gone from this earth
To travel to a place where I can be free.