Hot Pockets (The Final Movement)

Sometimes I don't know what's going on
(It doesn’t matter, I realized)
Recognition comes and then its gone
Millions feel the need to falsify
(Dirtied from the caked-on lies)
Claiming things that just don’t qualify

Why did you walk away?
I heard the things you didn't mean to say
Though all the world’s a joke
Seeing you were fake hurt me the most

Did you think you'd really pull it off?
(Had me going for a while)
Hope you ache from all the trust you lost
Just like all the rest and now I see
(Saw past your Cheshire smile)
Get your filthy lies and take them off me

There's no way that we can still be friends
(Took a knife and ripped my heart open)
Won't let you hurt me like this again
I woke up after all of these years
(Face wet from my sleepy tears)
I looked up and you just weren't there

You know me...
I am The Lonliest Monk.