You can call it what you want
But your opinion means nothing to me
You conceded and I am wrong
But you're the one that needs to see
You're always busy with your other life and all your little friends
Why does the image mean so much?
When will this all end?

How's your surface?
How's your outside?
Nobody knows you or the lies you hide

Why can't you just open up
Instead of acting like everything's okay?
Who exactly are you, are you?
Will we figure it out?
Maybe someday
Why can't you keep your promises?
You leave me so full of doubt
I guess I actually trusted you
But now I finally figured you out

Realized how fake you are
And all the games you play
It really burns me
I let you treat me this way
How's your surface?
How's your outside?