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