Intro) (Distorted guitar riff, slow and heavy) Yeah. You look so innocent. But I see you. (Verse 1) You built a house inside my head Lined the walls with things you never meant "I've got your back," you said it like a prayer While cutting lines into the oxygen tank up there You mimic human warmth so perfectly A flawless mirror reflecting what I want to see A "good friend" sitting in the passenger seat Navigating us straight into a concrete street. (Refrain) Look at that smile. It’s completely hollow. A spoonful of sugar... That’s impossible to swallow. (Chorus) You’re a parasite posing as a lifeline! A black plague crossing over my spine! I let you in, I bared my soul, I was bleeding out I looked you in the eyes and started to shout: "Why can't you accept me?!" And the mask finally cracked. You didn't look back. You just spat in my face: "Agh, I'm not into you—back off!" (Verse 2) The switch flips. The temperature drops to zero. Yesterday’s savior is today’s psychopath hero. You thrive on the damage, you feed on the shock Turning a five-year bond into a laughingstock A terrible friend? No, you’re a predator in disguise With ice-water running right behind your eyes You loved the control of making me fall But you never cared about the person at all. (Chorus) You’re a parasite posing as a lifeline! A black plague crossing over my spine! I let you in, I bared my soul, I was bleeding out I looked you in the eyes and started to shout: "Why can't you accept me?!" And the mask finally cracked. You didn't look back. You just spat in my face: "Agh, I'm not into you—back off!" (Bridge) (Music stops. Just a heavy heartbeat bass drum) You act sweet. (Thump-thump) You talk low. (Thump-thump) But the sickness is starting to show. (Instruments explode back in, chaotic and heavy) Psychopath. Yeah, that's what you are. Leaving a permanent scar! Chorus) You’re a parasite posing as a lifeline! A black plague crossing over my spine! I let you in, I bared my soul, I was bleeding out I looked you in the eyes and started to shout: "Why can't you accept me?!" And the mask finally cracked. You didn't look back. You just spat in my face: "Agh, I'm not into you—back off!" (Outro) Get away from me. (Back off.) Take your plague somewhere else. (Back off.) You were never a friend. This is where the infection ends. (Final, abrupt guitar smash)
