Sum 41

What happened to you
You've played the victim for so long now in this game
What i thought was true
It's made of fiction and i'm following the same
But if I try
To make sense of this mess I'm in
I'm not sure where I should begin
I'm falling, I'm falling
Now I'm in over my head, with something i said
Completely misread, I'm better off dead.
And now I can see, how fake you can be
This hypocracy's beginning to get to me.
It's none of my concern
Why look to me because I don't believe in fame
I guess you never heard I've met our makers
They don't even know your name
But if I had to say goodbye to leave this hell
I'd say my time has served me well
I'm falling