I bet you think you're bad
Moth to the flame
March to the drum
What you believe
Is what you become
We all retreat to our sides
And give into our lies
Cause it's easier than
Seeing my reasons
In what you believe
How I understand
For every act
There is a reaction
Can't wage a war
Without acts of compassions
You can't live in my past
How could I know what you know
When I'm not sure where we stand
Look in my eyes
Don't misunderstand
Before there's blood on your hands
Oh oh
I don't want to live in this way
Measuring men by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life
It's sad
But, I bet you think you're bad
I bet you think you're bad
So bad
Oh, I bet you think you're bad
Fighting with phantoms
You get what you give
Would you bet my life
That you win in the end
This isn't a game
When I cut you down
You won't rise again
So much to say
It's hard to begin
The tight rope is frayed
And it's wearing me thin
I know what I see
So many things you can't tell
From just the scars on my skin
Here on the edge
If we don't make a change
You can see where it ends
Oh oh
I don't want to live in this way
Measuring men by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life
It's sad
But, I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad
I bet you think you're bad
Oh oh
I don't want to live in this way
Measuring men, by colors and flags
No one can change the worth of a life
It's sad
But, I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad
Oh I bet you think you're bad