What Goes Around Comes Around

I'm worried if you like me or not, that's your cross to bear not mine. Why should I change the way I am, for someone who's lying all the time. 

You think I'm just a fool, blaming me for for mistakes you make. Then look around for others to blame, when it's your own bed which you made. 

It's so easy to put the blame, at someone else's door. And pretend it wasn't you, so you can lie and cheat some more. 

I will let you dig your grave, I wont stand in your way. What goes around comes around,so you one day you'll have to pay.