Oh you came in to check what's up. Cause asking isn't a possibility when you're having fun.
I can't keep up with this whatever you'd call it. I prefer to be alone than go through all this pain. I want to let you go and for you to let me go.
Stop saying you love me, cause that's not love.
I am alone whether with or without you. At least without you I can feel my own heart again.
No more rage, no more rage.
Let go of my hand and be free, for your heart may find a new love right around the corner.
While I, well I have some storms to try to survive, even if I don't want to. Survive. Anymore.
