Nice Tattoos

This problem's not mine
Yet you persist
It makes me sick
You point your finger
Always at me

My words are dissected
And they’re torn apart
Until they're just syllables
That mean nothing at all

I'm tired of defending
The only thing I love
I’m tired of pretending
That this is good enough

This problem's not mine
Yet you insist
We play this game
Do you feel stronger
When you place the blame?

I know I'll never be you
I've got nothing to prove
Your motives bleed right through
I know I'll never be you

Don't act as if I wanted to

Your words are like arrows
Slung straight at my heart
They make you feel bigger
Cause you know you're so small

I'm tired of defending
Myself to guys like you
I’m tired of pretending
I don’t see right through

Come on take a look Mr. Rockstar
All your ten-cent words won't get you very far
If you’re not really happy with who you are