Put yourself on display   You call yourself pure      Maybe we should face the wall,   close our eyes and kiss ourselves goodbye   One more fight,   There is a good chance I might die   If I am not already dead on the inside   Tell me how I'm going to feel      Hanging heads and teary eyes   Shiny smiles and polished lies   How many times can we changes ourselves   Before we disappear completely      Let me out of this mess   No one has a reason to act this way      "I must have been so blind"   Save your trust for the ones you can fool      This is family, this is pure      You don't have a clue what family is all about   You liar, you snake, you liar, you lie      You call yourself pure