As these stories spin further out of porpotion I have to wonder what really happened that day If this is too personal then how come I'm expected to Push everyone away on account of your imagination As the secrets spill out with every confrontation Something tells me you can't cover this up forever Maybe you didn't expect for them to take it this far But it's too late you've already put your life on display You've taken for granted the times they were there for you When something goes wrong, you take advantage of your loss They listen to the daily trauma your imagination feeds them You used this to get attention, even if it meant lying at his cost They would like to think that your telling the truth But I'm not the only one that's on to your kept secrets We'll all be better off once you admit to your notion The reality is you can't convince yourself it happened They would like to believe in every word you say But there's a sense of intution that doesn't feel right It's quiet obvious this was your motive all along When you use the past to avoid the consequences You've taken for granted the times they were there for you When something goes wrong, you take advantage of your loss They listen to the daily trauma your imagination feeds them You used this to get attention, even if it meant lying at his cost You had to make an accusation that would get their attention It's convienent how this need for sympathy became today's stigma You took what they were going through and made it your reality Cry yourself asleep because your the only one who can rest tonight