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