Pete

The damage done, the lie is sung How long you wanted to beat me up? Well, I appreciate if you don't act like me And I believe in you about this case If you traveled this far to spit me in my face I must really deserve you calling me a fake Crying in despair, don't know what to wear Hated the looks they threw at me But not as much as I sometimes hate myself And I believe in you about this case If you traveled this far to spit me in my face I must really deserve you calling me a fake