All Time Low

Are you having trouble finding sleep at night,
Or does your lack of conscience tell you
Everything's alright,
I trust your good intentions, that you're watching over friends,
But you must think that I'm crazy,
If I don't see through that grin.
So tell me what your best friend knows, that I don't know.
Tell me why you talk me down wherever you go.
You're a saint, you're a queen,
And I'm just another boy without a crown.
Tell me why you sell me out, everywhere you go.
I just want to know what your best friend knows.
(what your best friend knows)
So vindictive, you'll say anything you like.
The smile you fake, the steps you take,
You know you never could get it right.
And talk is cheap
So make believe,
Your secrets find the grave,
It's too late,
You gave up your last chance to walk away.
So tell me what your best friend knows, that I don't know.
Tell me why you talk me down wherever you go.
You're a saint, you're a queen,
And I'm just another boy without a crown.
Tell me why you sell me out, everywhere you go.
I just want to know what your best friend knows.
You stand a little too tall,
Say a little too much,
You're gonna bite that know-it-all tongue.
You tried a little too hard,