I tore a seam on your favourite dream
The one where you had built up all of your trust
And then it started to rust on your self-esteem
Painting a tower of gold
An arrow shot
How were you taught?
How could I ask of you to make fact out of fiction and feed this addiction of mine
Clear your head and fill it with the bad thoughts that are under your bed
I cut out the strings that held up my heart
I cheated on every test
I tore them all apart
You should know that these songbirds don't dare to sing my songs
Yeah, you were wrong about me
Painting a tower of gold
And I don't know what you thought you were told
Some things never get old
Don't you dare sing my songs because I am not who you thought I was
Clear your head, forget all my songs because I'm not who you thought I was
Crows will outsmart the doves, when you fly down from up above
Songbirds won't dare sing my song because you were wrong about me