Sick of defending my worth while you're constantly complaining, putting on a show. We know we're not changing so spare me the side hugs - let's cut our losses Our castle is made of toothpicks, look closer And I'm done rebuilding after each one of your blows I'll lie here scattered amongst the others who fell short, content as you revel in your face-value ties, buying friendships emerald for emerald, eye for eye seeing who you can impress next til daddy's bank runs dry