They call me a thief
But I don't steal
I hear the sirens
But how can they be here for me?
They call me a killer
But I haven't killed anyone
I hear the sirens
How can they be here for me?
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all mad
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all liars
You are the ones-ones
Who should be locked up
Not me
Why are you questioning me?
I should be the one asking you the questions
No remorse in my eyes
Because I don't believe you
You look into my eyes
And tell me that I look at you in a strange way
And that you see blood reflected in them
I don't know what you're talking about
They call me a thief
But I don't steal
I hear the sirens
But how can they be here for me?
They call me a killer
But I haven't killed anyone
I hear the sirens
How can they be here for me?
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all mad
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all liars
You are the ones-ones
Who should be locked up
Not me
Why are you questioning me?
I should be the one asking you the questions
They say it's not funny how I break my own peace
(They say)
It's funny that I think they find it amusing
(They say)
It's funny how what we show
Sometimes, is totally the opposite
Of what we truly feel
They call me a thief
But I don't steal
I hear the sirens
But how can they be here for me?
They call me a killer
But I haven't killed anyone
I hear the sirens
How can they be here for me?
They call me a thief
But I don't steal
I hear the sirens
But how can they be here for me?
They call me a killer
But I haven't killed anyone
I hear the sirens
How can they be here for me?
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all mad
They point their fingers at me
And I think they're all liars
You are the ones-ones
Who should be locked up
Not me
Why are you questioning me?
I should be the one asking you the questions