you don't make it right

crushed by conformity, and on the edge about to lose all self control. These people can't be real, but they can see into your soul.
Just once I'd like to say that you were a good person.
But I can't push myself to lie.
And she can't push herself away from the monster you are. It's a trainwreck you can't stop looking at. It makes you wonder, it makes you think.
You make me think, "what did I do wrong?"

they aren't your friends.
they aren't your foes.
They don't care who you are.
Where you've been
or where you're going.

It's all a big sham.
They've got you. they've got your money.
St. Valentine has got your money.
He's got your soul.
He's got your heart.
And he's not giving it back for the world.
Because you won't give me mine.