My Anthem.

If I'm a bad person, you don't like me.
Well I guess I'll make my own way.
It's a circle, a mean cycle.
I can't excite you anymore.

Where's your gavel? Your jury? What's my offense this time?

You're not a judge but if you're gunna judge me, well sentence me to another life.

Don't want to hear your sad songs.
Don't want to feel your pain.
When you say it's all my fault
Cause you know we're not the same.
No, we're not the same.

You treat me just like another stranger.
Well it's nice to meet you, sir.
I guess I'll go.