You're so not fair;
things you say,
The way you look,
Everything you tend to believe.
you make me mad,
You make me cry,
You make me want to curl up and die.
You should be the one;
Who knows the truth about everything,
who stands up for me no matter what,
who loves and cherishes all the good I do.
But You know nothing of me,
Nothing of my friends,
Nothing of the way I want to live.
You just look down on me;
say i'm wrong,
say I've failed again,
you yell and scream,
you always complain,
you accuse me of things i'd never imagine.
I sit back an take the pain,
Afraid to speak my mind.
You're so not fair;
Maybe you've given up on me,
Well i've given up on you too.