I know what they all think of me
I know what they all see when they look at me now,
I know why they all think I do it
and most of all I know that they're all wrong about
me
They don't see the same girl they knew before,
but I can't really blame them for that,
because I'm not, I'm not her anymore
They look down on me now,
like I'm less then them.
They think I do it to be cool,
to fit in, or have fun, or even for attention,
but thats not it at all...
It numbs the pain.
When I'm high I can forget the thoughts that haunt me
everyday
For a little while, all the bad goes away
and I'm happy.
So while you're all feeling high and mighty
Looking down on me,
Know that you are only seeing the misunderstood cover
of the book of a broken girl.