It would be crazy if you did, but I’m allowed to let you in and it was so cold before.
It would be like me to win before I even let you begin, that’s what liars are for.
I’m not happy with myself, I try to blame it on someone else, but you push me aside I have no time left to lie.
There are problems I don’t know, try to stop then just let go, and you let go of me.
Try to walk before I crawl, I’m not thinking anymore, that’s what patience is for.
I’m not trying for myself, and I’m impressing no one else, at least you found me alive I have no time left to lie, around here