Two-faced

"I always thought I could trust you

but I guess that's not the case

All the years that I loved you

You were out there playing the games

You didn't think that I would find out

but it was written all over the place

Is it what you really want now?

Then get the fuck out of my face

How could you deceive me?

I'm begging you to leave me

Go to hell

I'm better off without you

All is well

I'd rather be alone than

To have you

To hold you

and never know you

(...)

How do you look in the mirror?

How do you stand the sight of your face?"

- in "Live this down" by Papa Roach