Tell me yes, tell me no

Tell me where I'm supposed to go

So that I can rebel against the status quo

 

Sick of titles, sick of names

Sick of masks we wear on our face

Trying to make us all seem the same

 

Losing my senses, losing my mind

Losing sight of what I thought was a sign

All the while trying to hide.

 

Tired of waiting, tired of hate

Tired of playing a bitch for fate

Making my choices before it's too late

 

Say your part, say you're right

Say you're sorry at the end of the night

But don't ever believe that's the end of the fight

 

Lie to yourself, lie to me

Lie to the world when you say you're free

and don't be surprised when I disagree