Pain-Here

Pain - Here You tell me things like I hate you all the time To me it sounds that you had another line I'm not responsible for any of your problems Face my reality and think about the things you told theme Here I am, I'm standing here, my friend I do the best I can, I try to understand It doesn't make a sense what make you feel so mad You had in your hand, you busted it, my friend As you gave up to fight, it was me Side by side with you and your sh*t or did I hide? You didn't see the pain I had to take So you turned away and told everybody that I'm a fake Here I am, I'm standing here, my friend I do the best I can, I try to understand It doesn't make a sense what make you feel so mad You had in your hand, you busted it, my friend