You're a mess, kid.
You started smoking cigarettes because they did too,
and you wanted something to have an excuse to talk to them.
"Can I have a smoke?" and you held your breath
But you tell yourself it's not for them.

You heard their music taste and decided that you'd listen to that band
In your car over and over and you fall in love with the music,
but you claim you love the tune because it's refreshing,
said you didn't do it for them,
but now you've got another thing to talk about

and you're introduced to foods you hate and people you're forced into
but you didn't do it for them, right?

You dye your hair darker,
but it's not for them,
and you're not breathing for them
you're not staying in this worthless place for them

but you realized you're only lying to yourself,
and it's all for him