where it stands.
i'm not worried about you.
not caught up in your business anymore,
curious how you think i feel,
if you still sit high on a cloud of conceit,
it's hard to come down once you get there,
maybe your brain will burst,
did i find you too absorbed, all wrapped up in yourself?
yeah it's sickening,
how could i put up with you.
mistook the attention for your affection,
you only fancy yourself.
put me down if i start to sound better than you.
it can't be true!
hard to face the truth isn't it?