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i do it when im happy, i do it when im sad,

i do it when im down, i do it when im mad,

i do it to myself this pain,

i do it so i wont feel ashamed,

i do it to make me better, not to make you hurt,

im tired of being looked at like im a lowly peice of dirt

i hate the way they make me feel

i hate the way i lie and steal

your heart away im so ashamed

im sorry that i lied im the only one who can be blamed

for killing you and taking your life

i knew you were in deadly strife

and still i lied and played the game

i know this hurt, i know the shame

of being the one for whom someone died

if only i could i would have cried

that you cared so much about my selfish ways

enough to feel the end of days

grip your heart and tear at your limbs

i knew you could end it all on the slightest whim

but i payed no mind i told the truth

i ended up the one who stile your youth

i stole it with a careless word

if only that had gone unheard

you might be here today instead of lying blue

i told the truth and now i murdered you

with my words and selfish game

i now hang my head in pity and shame

the one excuse i have to show

is this sad one "I Didnt Know...."

and so i dont dare to tell

you the truth i dwell in my hell

id rather go insane than watch you die

if you ask me, i'd tell you why

i care for you and thats enough

to keep up the act and pretend im tough

to live the lie for you not me

its all that i could ever be