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And the radio plays cardboard love songs I hate And though I may complain they're the same, I listen anyway And the TV shows don't, it's not they cant but they wont They give a plastic plotline that I eat up per dose I swear I felt alive, swore you would decide I headed back inside, I'd made up my mind Cuz this time I stand up, and next time I stand down And when my mind is made I cant guarantee it won't change You swore you'd tell the truth And I'd always follow through I have some shit to do Before I split in two Cuz I can't bear to see all the bad things about me Could it be I need to believe everyone believes in me? From Letras Mania