Strophe 1:
Over is the time we had
you chose to throw it all away
making me sick to hear your words
excuses that you make
Prechorus:
won't let you blame me
for all those faults
that you have
Chorus:
you won't find nothing at all to use against me
you tear me, you burn me
I rise from the ashes in which you left me
this is what you want, but I won't take this
Strophe 2:
You can cry bitter tears
but I kick you of this cliff
nobody will catch you
stupid lying b**h
you used to think it may be easy to leave
you used to play your mindless games with me
so after all I have to disappoint you
Get the hell out of here
Prechorus:
won't let you blame me
for all those faults
that you have
Chorus:
you won't find nothing at all to use against me
you tear me, you burn me
I rise from the ashes in which you left me
this is what you want, but I won't take this