You can't be honest with yourself How do you expect to be honest with anyone else? So let's start a fight and call it heart Or talk some shit and call it art I'll die before I ever be A part of your fucking scene I wouldn't waste a single breath Explaining why I couldn't care less About what you think
All the vultures in Virginia have been circling my house these past few weeks And I wish that I could see ya But if I step outside they'll surely take me and Rip me apart, piece by piece And it won't be hard, 'cause I'm already falling apart at the seams