I can feel your rhythm straight shot to my liver

Wordy-fluid toxin shoots more than a shotgun

Doing wrong in your eyes

Thinking i'm a bad guy

Don't you know I try?

Don't talk me down

Your force is cold

Where is your aim?

My heart is touched that you're so vain

I needed that

Testing different punches

I don't know your reason

Guess I can't be pleasing sized next to the others

Feelings always covered

Paint your pretty picture, leave me out forever

On the day I chose to be myself I swore you'd see a beam of light free me

I'm free now

I'm moving on to better things

Your words are gone, I feel relieved

I needed that