If I told you nothing?s ever good enough for me
Would you play judge or jury?
If I said that I was happily unhappy
Would you even believe me?

I?m just a cynic and I know it
I?m just a liar disguised as a poet
Don?t let me drag you down
I?ll run your dreams into the ground

Tear down the things that scare me
Keep my expectations low to prepare me
For what I know will eventually come
Drawing maps inside my head so I know where to run

I?m just a cynic and I know it
I?m just a liar disguised as a poet
Don?t let me drag you down
I?ll run your dreams into the ground

I hide the truth in a mountain of lies
I walk alone in a forest of eyes
They see right through me

You?d have to bend me to break me
You?d have to unmake me to make me
Do it again, and I probably would
Stick a knife through these scars

Open up old wounds just to see what?s inside
See what I?m made of
I could write a line to right a wrong

And I could write a song so they could sing along
But this path I walk is mine alone
?heavy lies the crown?