Look for answers in the mirror
But they’re no where to find
Looking in the wrong place
Should be looking at these friends of mine

Something in the way I trust
Makes it easy to lie
As for honesty
Well how about this goodbye

Guarded by my ego
I’m standing in the firing line
It’s not the bullet baby
But the gun that I despise

I’m sharing my heart to make it clear
Yeah I put it on display
I’m looking for some understanding
Or is it just another game that we play
When it’s time for you to bail out
You will never be late

Guarded by my ego
I’m standing in the firing line
It’s not the bullet baby
But the gun that I despise

And you are a friend
That takes and never puts in
And you are a friend
And I don’t need any more of you sneaking in