I’m so bored of everything that you do Said your Satan and I think I know that’s true I really know you ran away from the truth You ain’t gonna now, you ain’t gonna now I know the truth You’re a devil in disguise And I know it’s my fault Take a look at my face I say what’s the point in livin’ When I always catch you lyin’ Tell myself it’s all my fault Does that make you feel better I say what’s the point in livin’ When I always catch you lyin’ Tell myself it’s all my fault Does that make you feel better You call my phone at 3 in the morning In Miami I think it’s at 10 It’s understandable why you’re doing this But why are you doing this You don’t know what goes on in my head I just wanna cry in my bed You don’t wanna sit there waiting for answers I say what’s the point in livin’ When I always catch you lyin’ Tell myself it’s all my fault Does that make you feel better I say what’s the point in livin’ When I always catch you lyin’ Tell myself it’s all my fault Does that make you feel better You don’t know what’s in my head I just wanna cry in my bed You don’t know it’s all In my head I just wanna cry in my bed tonight