there's no point in trying
to explain how i feel
it's just the way you present yourself
i think i'd rather kill myself
than live another night
just to watch you give yourself up
there's no point in trying to explain
how i feel.

you say you know what i'm thinking
you have no idea what goes on
in this head (you'll never get it)
you say it's all out of love
but you'll see who's standing
when the truth comes out to be

i'll be standing outside your bedroom
listening to the tragedy that's become
(are you listening?)
do you want me to
hand you that gun?
so you can put an end to this one

you said you loved me
but i never bought it anyways
I tried and i cried
but all you did was lie
i guess this is goodbye