"And to tell you the truth
I lost my faith in you
(You've gotta stop sneaking off on me)
And these unspoken lies appear at the worst times
(You've gotta stop sneaking off on me)
They're hiding just behind your eyes"
-Alkaline Trio
Somehow, this is the mess we've made.
It's hard to face facts.
I have no more faith in you.
I have no care, no want, no strength.
I haven't the slightest interest in fixing what you need fixed.
I'm no longer willing to get my hands dirty with your filth.
I can't look at you for fear I will see all that I have failed in.
I want to hit ERASE. Not start over, no pause.
I want it gone.
It's a mistake, and it needs to be eradicated.
Go ahead and run, you're a spineless lack of truth.
You won't lift a finger until it can benefit you.
You play this stupid game, make everyone love you and you will never be wrong.
You're painful to watch, your pathetic little ploy.
You're so sad. Fuck you.
You can barely function as a man, and even then it's not worth a damn.
You will be replaced.
I am done.
