Sometimes i sit here thinking i'm getting played
then i remember my feelings are just a game
not the ones who claim to love me
but the demons in my head who taunt me
You think i'd be used to their haunting
but that the end of the day they are the only ones who got me
been cheated on and lied to
sometimes i wish i would have died too
this isn't the person i want to be
but my demons are what make me... well me
