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