| I can't stand the sight of you | |
| I can't stand what you put me through | |
| You lie so light, but you hide | |
| Is it debt to being you inside | |
| I can't stand, oh, the thought of you | |
| I can't stand all the things you do | |
| What do you try to justify? | |
| You were just too scared to be you inside | |
| Let! | |
| It all go | |
| [I look] at you, all I see, | |
| Is it meant to afraid to let it be? | |
| I can't stand what you put me through | |
| I can't stand even the thought of you | |
| Your secret lies that you hide | |
| Is it debt to being you inside? | |
| You try so hard to be wanted | |
| False emotions tells you fronted | |
| I feel being a person relies on one thing: | |
| Be yourself, let you come through | |
| You're too afraid to really be | |
| Someone who isn't false advertising cares to be | |
| Be yourself, let you come through! | |
| Fake! | |
| And we with at you, we with it |