I have no patience for ignorance
and no heart for the entitled
no mercy for hypocrisy
and no tolerance for contemptuous people

knives keep on stabbing
and stabbing
I cannot see where they're coming from
I didn't realize they were even in my back
until I started complaining

how nice to find a knife
with the fingerprints
of someone you trusted
then they let out all your secrets
and my pain was revealed, oh what a tragedy

now I must fend for myself
from every negligent friend
hoping it'll all be over soon
but they keep on stabbing

only really caring
about what they think
because of what they have
in their pockets

none of them could care
less
and you can tell by
the way they talk

loving the attention
that you give me
finally being able
to fantasize
without the feeling
of superiority and dominance
innocence
and loss of ****** thoughts

when I say I'm tired,
it doesn't mean I'm sleep-deprived
I'm just tired of never waking up from this nightmare