Are you having trouble finding sleep at night, Or does your lack of conscience tell you every-thing's alright, I trust your good intentions, that you're watching over friends, But you must think that I"m crazy, if I don't see through that grin.

So tell me what your best friend knows, that I don't know. Tell me why you talk me down wherever you go.
You're a saint, you're a king, and I'm just another girl without a crown. Tell me why you sell me out, everywhere you go. I just want to know what your best friend knows.

So vindictive, you'll say anything you like. The smile you fake, the steps you take, you know you never could get it right. And talk is cheap so make believe, your secrets find the grave, It's too late, you gave up your last chance to walk away.

You stand a little too tall, say a little too much, you're gonna bite that know-it-all tongue. You tried a little too hard, now I'm calling that bluff, big plans are coming undone. That's just typical, you're so cynical, couldn't have me. I didn't want you to set yourself up to lose, You're selling me out, to the boy I can't afford to lose.

I saw the break lights starting to dim. I feel the tension that's been pulling us in. Don't sweat it. Forget it. Everything is a-ok Just let it. Know that it's All to find another face I make you come just to watch you leave You walk around with my heart on your sleeve Don't sweat it It's over now Our time ran out

Therapy I'm a walking travesty But I'm smiling at everything Therapy you were never a friend to me and you can choke on your misery

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