All my begging and my pleading,
Falls on ears that don't hear.
You ripped me, now I'm bleeding,
Don't second glimpse the bloody smear.
Through your second, third and fourth chances,
That I still managed to break.
You think I never caught your glances,
The destruction and chaos you tried to make.
I can never make this right,
No matter how hard I try.
Each stab from every fight,
And still you want to say good-bye.
