Broken Heart Cliché

who the hell do you think you are
 telling me how to life my life
 you were
 never so involved, never so distressed
 by the choices that i've made
 and my
 questioning the rest
 you point the finger, you cast the first stone
 get up on your cross, and leave me to my own
 you are known as a liar
 and more known as a traitor
 you are known as a user
 a self-serving abuser
 who can't go through the day without finding some loser
 who will suck up to you and your thoughts and your views
 you twist and distort and mangle the truth
 you point the finger, you cast the first stone
 get up on your cross, you fucking martyr,
 and leave me to my own
 who the hell did i think i was
 letting myself get in so deep
 letting you take my strength and wasting it away
 letting myself become a broken heart cliche
 what the hell has happened to me
 i've lost my being my identity
 living your life like my own disappeared
 and everything is twisting
 reality is missing
 this is the very thing that i feared
 and everything is twisting
 reality is missing
 this is the very thing that i feared
 who the hell did i think i was
 letting myself get in so deep
 letting you take my strength and wasting it away
 letting myself become a broken heart cliche
 what the hell has happened to me
 i've lost my being my identity
 living your life like my own disappeared
 and everything is twisting
 reality is missing
 this is the very thing that i feared