I like the way that you seem to be making the most of this

All of my heroes are good people, scared of admitting it

Raised to believe that I was born just to look you in the eye

Time has a way of excusing the reasons we even try

I can feel it coming

What am I to do?

How could you be human?

But hurt me like you weren't

And how dare you be human?

And love me like I wasn't

Oh, how could you?

Oh, oh, oh

How dare you?

How dare you?