You've lived a haunted life
tried to imagine how I'd feel
if I was thrown into the public eye
before my wounds had heel
The way you flashed us with your
scars and told about your rules
like we were student in your "How-to-be-dramatic" little school

Now I can understand how
after all that you'd been through
you'd look yourself inside
waiting for us to come and rescue you
But what I can't fathom is
while imprisoned in yourself
you wouldn't ever take a look around
just blame everyone else

Pulling "the-look-at-me-I'm-hurt" card
got your friends that wouldn't dare
question every little tantrum
no, halfway - they would meet you there
Your lover fears your reaction
he's like a puppy on a leash
He doesn't tread outside your boundaries
without saying "please"

Now I can understand how
you'd be scared to trust again
Seeing how fame would be a magnet
for attention seeking friends
But what I can't fathom is
if you friends lie to keep you calm
you wouldn't ever ask yourself
who they got that idea from

I could be scared of you
I would cater to your needs
Your dominating ways
my overwhelming fear of conflict feeds
But I've learned not to get involved
by admitting more about myself
Takes one to know one
honey, trust me take a look inside yourself