Pete - Fireside

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