(Sorry,but I had to. Also this fits Cyrus,and I like this song.)

 

When your heart is borrowed

Where the grass is green,but underneath

You're cold & hollow

Yeah,the words are sweet

But no see they're hard to swallow

So sick of your crooked smile and your counterfeit soul

Your counterfeit soul

And you got teeth like a wolf

But you cry like a sheep,yeah

Don't be mad,mad,you did it

Caught your red hands in it

You're so bad,yeah, I get it

You made your bed,now rest in it

Run and cry wolf

Wolf

When your heart has turned to stone

When the thing you weren't meant to see are all that you know

Too late to sell back the lies and dreams that you were sold

 

(You can listen to the rest of it, my point has been made.)

 

 

Cyrus wants childrens dreams to come true so he took them away