Tired of your foolish fame
You've played with me
Left me deranged
I'm tired of waiting
For you to understand
I don't care what you say
I'm not listening
You can't make things better
Trying to control me,
Will only make things worse

You take my happiest hour
And rip it apart
You take my best times
And discinigrate them to nothing
Alone and seperated
Dazed and confused
Insignificant and useless
I'm tired of the way you make me feel

As I disappear into silence
Fallen into the background
Dying away so slowly
Yet, you think we can start over
You think we can start again?

I'm sorry, but nothing can repent the pain
Nothing can help the wounds
Not a thing can help hide these scars
I've stopped listening
No, I can't hear you cry.
 
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