I’m the villain of my own story I’m the devil with an angel’s name I’ve been trying to pretend I’m not broken But my masks are always in the way I can see the evil in the mirror In every single picture of those dark eyes The monster lurking under the reflection The creature hiding under that disguise Why does it hurt so much to pretend like I’m normal? Why is it so damn hard to just live a human life? Worthless, wretched, desperate and terrified But more than anything else I’m just numb I’m the villain of my own story I’m an angel with wings of flame I’ve been choking on words unspoken My masks never know what to say I can see the evil in the mirror In every single picture of those dark eyes The monster lurking under the reflection The creature hiding under that disguise Why do I care so much about their feelings? Why can’t I just ignore their hopeless cries? I guess I’m just a monster on the surface Pretending that these emotions aren’t mine But I’m the villain of my own story And the devil is always crying out my name I’ve been acting like I’m a human I’m pretending in the same old way But I’m the villain of my own story And I’ve always been a little bit insane So if you act like you’re the hero of my story Here’s a mask, now show me how to play the game
