when i was little i got beat up
and picked on all the time
but there were never ever marks
to prove the pain
just a scarred heart
and just a scarred ego
you got to look deep
to see this pain

i know i'm not, i'm not stupid

i have this piece thats been missing
all my life
it's a piece in the shape of a heart
and it leaves this black hole
for everyone to see thru
but they still don't see me

i know blah blah blah, i know what love is

i know somethings but I can't see to
figure out the rest
so i just sit here stare into space
growing older growing dumber
losing purpose and going numb
losing purpose and going numb

i know you, and you know nothing