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