We’re through you weren’t like this at first, but your life has been cursed, I hope you don’t think I'll be there when you’re done, you’ve had your fucking fun How did I end up here, how did we get this far, your voice rings in my ears, I wish I could tear them off. You’re fucking dead, to me. now. you’re life is just one big hypocrisy. How your guilty conscious allows you to sleep at night is a mystery If you thought you could treat me like this you’re wrong.