i can see it in your eyes
you think you see it on my face
maybe it's something in my walk
maybe it's something with this place
you tell a friend he tells his friend
misconceptions all along
you couldn't know you wouldn't know
why the fuck would i tell you?

build it up and tear it down
running your mouth just to have a say
there's not a clue in your head
yet you still talk anyway
you don't even know my name
you don't even know my name
you don't even know my fucking name

you think you know me you try to judge me
but your facts are hit and miss
if you know all there is to know
than how do you explain this

you think you know me
you think you know me
you think you know me
you think you know me
you think you know me
you think you know me

fuck you

i can see it in your eyes
not an ounce of self respect
knocking others down
to make up for what you fucking lack
i see you talking
not hearing a fucking word you say
when you realize you've got no friends
you're the only one to blame

life's so clear when you think you're seeing through mine
who are you to think you can fucking define
this painted picture of perfect fucking design?
master artist you fucking can't draw a fucking straight line.