What am I supposed to do?
Now that everything's been said
I don't even stand a chance
Now I'm sinking
Thought those words would set me free
But the chains remained attached
To the places I recall
Had always been there
You can't even say my name
I'll try not to cry for long
Everything comes back to haunt me
For I've become my worst enemy
As I search to find the truth
I won't have to look for long
For the answer stares at me
Broken mirror
I can't even look at my face
As the knife begins to cut
Everything comes back to haunt me
So I've become my worst enemy
Everything comes back to haunt me
So I've become my worst enemy
Everything comes back to haunt me
So I've become my worst enemy
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