Pet Rock

You know I'm invisible Cut the bullshit and make me into something else Why would you go without me? Nothing's really changes Why would you go without me? And make me something else Why would you go without me? Nothing's really changed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Like a dead girl with shades on propped up by captors I'm fine I've got no one to talk to It's all my fault, I know Like a dead girl with shades on propped up by captors I'm fine I've got no one to talk to It's all my fault, I know