dear miss
well I can see you don't like me
but please remember 
I didn't do anything to harm you
your life has been a mess before I had a part in it 
so again I write a lonely letter
I'm desperate and I don't know what else I could do
it hurts 
you're talking in dark corners with your friends
spreading rumours
and they're not even close to being true
rumours and lies about me 
sometimes I feel the more I give the less comes back
the more I try the more I come under attack
I'm trapped like a little fly in a spiderweb
the more I fight the more entangled I get 
and everybody says I should be patient
and understand that this ain't easy for you
I just wonder why everybody thinks that I'm so bloody 
strong
to take all this without breaking apart 
sometimes I feel the more I give the less comes back
the more I try the more I come under attack
I'm trapped like a little fly in a spiderweb
the more I fight the more entangled I get 
you know I'm horrified to see that probably 
I could break all my bones
and you'd still point at me 
you drag me down
voracious clown
you fill my bags with stones 
sometimes I feel the more I give the less comes back
the more I try the more I come under attack
I'm trapped like a little fly in a spiderweb
the more I fight the more entangled I get