No one understands my demons 

They don't really care

They just wanna see them.

Looking at the wall with a blank stare

Dream up lies no one would believe in

The pages of my notebook understand me 

More than anyone I know

Write down my innermost emotions

the ones that I'm afraid to show

Thinking about all this pain like how I can't be

Cured from all this stress 

Yes I'll admit it's getting to me. 

Sick and tired of broken promises

You said you loved me

Now you're the one I can't see.

Sick and tired of wasting time

Look around and see the ones who played me

The ones who turned their back

Don't call me when you need me again.

Don't call me when you remember what you had.