Nobody knows me. Know all the dark sides, all the things that really going in my head when I talk to people. Sociopath, psychopath. What if he’s right?
~ But criticism's worth some more than compliments. Contemplating just who I could've turned out to be, I had to wonder, I had to go tread my own path, I know i can treat you better, better than she can, went a little crazy yesterday — everybody saw, but it's okay. Shake your head, you don't believe this