Ashley slowly walked THE USED LYRICS – I’m A Fakeonto the stage and she saw her sitting there with him,how could she just pretend that she’s happy when she’s not with me.ashely grabbed the mic and strummed the guitar,” small simple safe price rise the wake and carry me wiht all of my regrets this is not a small cut that scabs and dries and flakes and heals.i’m not afraid to die and i’m not afraid to bleed and fuck and fight i want the pain of payment”.  How could she do this to me pretend it doesnt hurt was it for her family or for her.

” what’s left than a section of pigmesized cuts much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks,would you be my little cut? would you be my thousand fucks? and leave mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid To fi ll,and spill over and under my thoughts.My sad selfish cry out to the cutter.I’m cutting trying to picture your black brocken heart”. Ashley screams in to the mic ”LOve is not like anything espically a fucking knife”.   Then the drums come into the song she can barley hear herself think so many people running through her mind spencer,madison,aiden,.   ”Look at me you can tell by the way i move and do my hair do you think that it’s me or it’s not me? i dont even care i’m alive i dont smell i’m the cleanist that i’ve ever been”. She knows she not going to be able to talk after this but spencer- everyone needs to hear this.” i feel big i feel tall i feel dry  just look at me look at me now i’m fake i’m a fake i’m a fake”.” Do i drink? do i date? i’ve got perfect placemeent all my ink satisfied, in your eyes

I’m the biggest fan i’ve got right now i made sure,”. it was true noone  would even give her the time of day anymore madison still confused spencer still heartbroken aiden doesnt even know what to say anymore. ” that i look how i wanted to look the people around me,the people that surround me just look at me look at me now i’m a fake,i’m a fake, i’m a fake ,i’m a fake”. shit everythings so fucked even clay won’t speak to me it was a one time thing with madison we were drunk, now i have to pretend that it doesnt hurt when the all sit at our table  in our seats.

”My stomach hurts now,and all tied off in lace i pray, i beg , for anything to hit me in the face and this sickness isn’t me, i pray to fall from grace the last thing i seeing and i’m telling you i’m a fake,i’m a fake ,i’m a fake,i’m a fake i tellin you i’m a ….

” just look at me look at me now i’m a fake i’m fake just look at me now i’m afke i’m a fake” Ashely can feel herself losing her voice ,soul everything ….

                                         ”FAKE
                                          FAKE
                                           FAKE
                                GENUINE FAKE.