What Makes You Believe

I was in a brand new place, in a brand new time in my life
There I was, just minding my own business
Walking down a path that you led me to

Then, completely out of nowhere, you approach me with a look of disgust
And you ask me, why are you going that way

My mind was blown that you could be so two-faced
I've done everything that you've required of me
And you still talk down to me
How is anybody supposed to grow when you treat people like that
You're telling me, that I don't belong here
I just need you to tell me one thing

What makes you believe
That it's okay
To talk down to me
You'll never earn respect that way

I've let this thing build up inside me for way too long
I've gotta break this cycle of death
Who knows, maybe you got some kinda jacked up personal life
That makes you act the way you do
Who am I to judge
I ain't no better than you
It's time to put this thing to rest
I gotta find some peace

What makes me believe
That it's okay
To dwell on this hate
It's just gonna eat me alive