Songtext von Hard Feelings

You got two lies for every story two lies for each of your seeds Your wisdom's just a deception Well I hope you're pleased I was too young to understand Well not for long, now that feeling's gone. You lost the right to tell me what you think Ripped up my clothes and called me whore I'm not seeking approval Your special help, no more Sleeping, screaming, wounds un- healing Bind them up to seal it in No hard feelings. You want a saint but I'm schizophrenic Hiding my flaws to make you proud But they stab like splinters so I'm digging them out.