I may be dumb, but I'm not a dweeb, I'm just a sucker with no self esteem.
Though you hear me, I don't think you relate.
Well if they tried, maybe they'd see, it'd do a little good to let the world be free.
The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care.
She's saying that she wants only me, then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends.
Chances thrown, nothing's free, longing for what used to be. Still it's hard, hard to see, fragile lives, shattered dreams.
All your faking, shows your aching.
I know I'm being used, that's okay cause I like the abuse.