If you dig under my feet
(riff)
things that i hide deep down inside
a menagerie of the tragedy i caused and all of my flaws
(riff) Em
then what would you do if you only knew
(refrão)
all of the things that I've done
terrible things you would never believe
things that I've done
Oh how you'll run
if you knew a single one
all of the things that I've done
(verse 2)
Would my face give me away
but i know it wont
i just reflect what you expect
(riff)
i could be exactly who i am
(refrão)
I know that I'm inflected
but who could have predicted
that monster that I've become
i keep things carefully covered
so no one will discover
that i could be the culprit
I'm sorry i cant help it
(refrão)