Shallow

You call me your friend

You say you would do anything for me

But why do I always feel

That you are as shallow as me

I used to walk a path less traveled

I have been fighting to survive

Why did have to make me feel

So alive, so alive

I sought loyalty, and I found in you

A rose-tinted view of thyself

I let myself go and found hope

In the dark woods and the reaper

But after all we are just puppets

Hanging on, surviving

So why this passion, this love

When all of us are lying