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…