Trying to come clean You being a University of Hypocrisy - Dean My clothes, my waist, my arms, my chest Aren't things you score me on as some test Now coming to sizes if we talk Your ego is way bigger than the thing between your walk Your actions had the shrill of silence Only for empty words you held the license Babe, you were well aware that I was ill Yet you chose to strengthen my will to self-kill Did you actually ever care? Boasting you gave your whole, how you dare? Glad our ways parted I can't remember why we ever got started..