Tate McRae All my Friends Are Fake

I've been keeping things inside
Taking up space 'til I got someone
I could open my mind up to
I guess it worked pretty good 'til now
But shit's kinda getting serious
I think I'm running out of room
Everyone's got someone built custom
To give their darkness to
I wish I had someone, could trust 'em
But loyalty
Don't come for free
'Cause all my friends are fake, fake, fake, fake
They just want me for the day, day until they don't
I stay up wondering
What if I broke my legs?
What if I changed my name?
Would you still love me the same?
Or are you just as fake?
Like all my friends are fake
Sorry if I got you wrong
Didn't mean to judge you by your cover
I've been burnt so many times
It's hard to turn it off
Everyone's got people they see through
But I see through…