You don't know what the fuck I've been through.
Please try and tell me what I should feel.
Am I supposed to take back every word I said?
Everything he's told you is a lie.
You would never believe me anyways because I could never think for myself.
Take a good look a the big picture. Take a good fucking look.
Every thought and action was not my own.
And you ask why I'm so fucking angry.
How the fuck can you say that to my face?
I'm the one who lived through it all.