Inside you, inside you Inside you I can feel you're changing You threw it all away, you threw it all away You threw it all away, now we are broken I remember how it was back then You were always one to do what you want to do I could never deal with you The only way is your way Things weren't always what they seemed to be Now you're wrapped up in a psycho dream With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God Inside you, inside you Inside you I can feel you're changing You threw it all away, you threw it all away You threw it all away, now we are broken In your sick little mind In your sick little mind In your sick little mind It's all so plain, so clear to you I remember how it was back then You were always one to do what you want to do I could never deal with you The only way is your way Things weren't always what they seemed to be Now you're wrapped up in a psycho dream With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God You feed the lie (building up a broken man) You don't care if I (fall by the way) Every time you cry (you take a piece of me) Every time you're away (you take a piece of me) Every time you fall (you take a piece of me) Everytime, everytime Every time you cry (you take a piece of me) Every time you're away (you take a piece of me) Every time you fall (you take a piece of me) Everytime, everytime Inside you, inside you Inside you I can feel you're changing You threw it all away, you threw it all away You threw it all away, now we are broken I remember how it was back then You were always one to do what you want to do I could never deal with you The only way is your way Things weren't always what they seemed to be Now you're wrapped up in a psycho dream With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God In your sick little mind In your sick little mind In your sick little mind It's all so plain, so clear to you I remember how it was back then You were always one to do what you want to do I could never deal with you The only way is your way Things weren't always what they seemed to be Now you're wrapped up in a psycho dream With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God With every passing day With every passing day With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God With every passing day With every passing day With every passing day You try to convice yourself that you're a God