Open up your mind and realize
That you were never coming back
You try, try to close your little eyes
And dream about the times we had

And try to think about the life
And why you had to tell me all the lies
And lately you've been trying
But shut your dirty fucking mouth, fucking liar
So you break my heart, and think it's alright
Middle of the night, call my phone, [?]
Bitch, you're on your own

I've been thinking
That I should paint it on the wall
Well I'm hurt, but you're fine
But people make it on their own all the time

I've been thinking
That I should paint it on the wall
Well I'm hurt, but you're fine
But people make it on their own all the time