• My...heart;
    a conspiracy.
    Your love?
    a controdiction.
    but its ironic isn't it?
    the way you look at me,
    when I know we're only dreaming,
    these feelings aren't emotions,
    and seeing isn't believing,
    (its screaming)(the walls are screaming.)
    things like this should be a crime,
    but if they were you'd be imprisoned,
    (like my heart)
    unseeming,
    (my eyes are bleeding)
    the tears are flowing,
    while the world sits unknowing,
    crawling in uncertainty,
    while you walk around in denial,
    (everything you say is a lie)
    (and I guess its time to say goodbye)

    LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE, LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE, LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!!!
    (cuz she likes attention too)
    but people like me,
    we don't need your attention,
    we like our obsessions,
    (infectious infections.)
    (consuming, deluding)

    I don't want to be just like you,
    I want to be like me,
    and theres nothing you can do,
    I don't really care if you don't get the clues,

    everyone STOP trying to be...what you see,
    cuz what you see is an illusion,
    find your own path,
    stop faking sadness for attention,
    stop whining for affection...

    beauty is an illusion...
    its not a secret...
    theres nothing out there...
    what your seeing isn't truth...
    what your hearing isn't news...

    (This illusion of me...it isn't what you think...)