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if i told you nothing's ever good enough for me would you play judge or jury? if i said that i was happily unhappy would you even believe me? i'm just a cynic and i know it i'm just a liar disguised as a poet don't let me drag you down i'll run your dreams into the ground tear down the things that scare me keep my expectations low to prepare me for what i know will eventually come drawing maps inside my head so i know where to run i'm just a cynic and i know it i'm just a liar disguised as a poet don't let me drag you down i'll run your dreams into the ground i hide the truth in a mountain of lies i walk alone in a forest of eyes they see right through me you'd have to bend me to break me you'd have to unmake me to make me do it again, and i probably would stick a knife through these scars open up old wounds just to see what's inside see what i'm made of i could write a line to right a wrong and i could write a song so they could sing along but this path i walk is mine alone heavy lies the crown From Letras Mania