Dead Harts - Crooks lyrics

I hate to break this to you The way this train is rolling is clearly out of your reach We can't afford to drag our feet Now we're reborn Upon our sides is yet another thorn Just when you thought I'd let my guard down I stop you right in your tracks Too many times I've made a rod for my own back But now I'm still here walking down these streets with my f**ing head held high No feeling of defeat, just an overwhelming rush of relief To know you're gone and know you're never coming back So sick of your empty threats and shooting the sh** So do your f**ing worst b**h Let it be, the past is dead we're history Let it be, I'm stronger now you will see Let it be, you'll move on eventually Let it be, the past is dead we're history