False Prophets

your eyes are blinded, obstructed
you can’t see how all your talk
means nothing to no one
and how your act isn’t fooling me your one true love, your «all that i’ve got»
is something you don’t grasp at all
come face to face with your pride before your fall
and this has gone on far too long
i bit my tongue and i swallowed the words
that ate me up inside
can’t wear your heart on your sleeve
when you’ve got nothing inside
and every day it gets worse and worse
despite how hard i try
to crush the insincere
i’m calling you out
right here, right now
just you and me and your hypocrisy