It’s true

I spoke badly of you

To our friends

Almost everybody I met

22

Freedom came so sweet

But you still haunted me

They started choosing teams

Cut to moral defeat

With bitterness so black

That it stained my teeth

Taste the harm in that

If you’re a victim then it’s your narcissistic ways that came to suffocate and drain me

And it’s sad I’m sure you cared

You held me close when I was scared

After screaming at my dad

He couldn’t admit how bad the bad man was

It’s true

I wanted you away from him

Torment by reason

But you still claimed ownership

Then said that it was nothing

But I know that you fucked him just because you could

Just because you could

And because you’d always win

So fucking beautiful

So beautiful

But if you’re a victim then it’s your narcissistic ways that came to suffocate and drain me

And it’s sad I’m sure you cared

You held me close when I was scared

After screaming at my dad

He couldn’t admit how bad the bad man was

My insecurity’s a fact

But

why does that make me so wrong

My insecurity’s a fact

My insecurity’s a fact

My insecurity’s a fact

My insecurity’s a fact