Starry nights, sunny days,
All you do is think about yourself.
Walk around, head in hands,
All you do is think about yourself.

Though you tried to rearrange
People in their place

All the things you re-created
Were about yourself,
All the lines you spent relating
Were about yourself.

Hide behind those pretty eyes,
And I can read your mind.

Every night you close your eyes
Your head is filled with alibis and rules to play,
Everywhere I turn I see the
Bridges that you’ve burned just to free again.