The moon glares down on my pitiful face
Knowing my past
All I want to do is erase
All that I have done so fast
I'm sick of what you left
But happy that you have gone
Scares I made for the best
The worst thoughts of mine had won
I wish you never came
To spit your evil toxins on my life
Your the only one really to blame
Your the cause of most of my strife
