look how pretty she is, when she falls down.

I don't understand you, or you and I don't trust you.

I don't understand you because you always know when I've messed up.
And you always know when to step in, and put in two cents.

And I don't understand you because you're so fake.
You lie, you're not real, you're just a shell of something.

And I don't trust you because you're far to close.
You say a few things that freak me out.
And I may like it?