it's not an accusation, i freeze when i see you and i can still feel

you breath

you say i spread lies for attention as you play victim

their minds set on who to believe

i can't sit here pitied and self absorbed

but i can't scrub this scent clean

i've tried before adn i'm sure i can't explain in words

or thoughts the way i've kicked and fought

and fought myself to be sane to come clean and

begin at last again

sure i could give up and those i praise

woudln't give a fuck

so much for friends, so much for feelings now

why don't you spit in my face

for bringing shame to your name

you and i know for sure

behind closed doors

it was you against me

i won't sit here blamed and ignored

as i rinse the stains clean without support

and i'm sure i can't explain in words or thought

the lessons i was taught

as i fought while you used force for gain

and i was skin deep in shame

now i won't let up

i'll tread the heals of your every step

so much for friends, so much for feelings now

why don't you spit in my face

for bringing shame to your name

you and i know for sure

behind closed doors

it was you against me