Before I say another word
Just know that my intentions were pure
But you can't stand to be in silence
All you can hear is your own voice, fueling delusion in you
And I'm just
So sick of backing down that I might just spill it all
And if I do you won't be coming back without a deep scar in your soul
Are you not sick of playing games?
Sick of giving blame?
Sick of fucking living like the world has never given you a life-defining day?
And I can't relate
And I feel nothing for you
I feel nothing for you
And I feel
It's too late, too late
I've buried this and it's evident
You won't change, won't change