Hypocrates

You're the lonely one
And only body in the world
Who can make me, who can break me,
Down into a young girl.

You say that love is, not that easy,
And that's the lesson that you teach me.
So hypocritical, overly cynical,
I'm sick and tired of all your preaching.

Who are you to tell me, who to be?

You're my last bone of contention,
That could break at any mention.
You're the last wall that will stand tall,
Till the end of the world.

I know you only want to own me,
And that's the kind of love you show me.
You tell me one thing, and do another,
Keep all your secrets undercover.

Who are you to tell me, who to be?
You let go of me

Yeah, you played the martyr for so long,
That you can't do anything wrong.

Who are you to tell me, who to be?