• It seems I owe you something more,
    Since you opened up my door,
    Even though I’m not sure you meant to.

    But that was so long ago,
    And I know not to mope,
    Over things that have already been done.

    You taught me all that I know,
    I didn’t want to learn it, though.
    You remind me I’m real.

    Just one word, its over; done.
    No more of that kiss and run.
    So what are you doing back here?

    I’m sorry, but there’s nothing to steal.
    I thought we said it once and for real.

    Hey, what you trying to prove?
    There’s nothing left for you.
    You took it all when I fell down.

    What you trying to say?
    Don’t matter anyway.
    I’m already moving on.
    I’m gone.

    It’s hard to admit defeat,
    But a good man knows when to retreat.
    Boy, you ain't no good man.

    But the things that I’m seeing,
    Are hard to believe in,
    But you turn them to real.

    I tell you time and time again,
    That you will never be my friend.
    Whats fake to me is a game to you.

    I’m sorry, but you’ve already stolen,
    Everything that I call broken.

    Hey, what you trying to prove?
    There’s nothing left for you.
    You took it all when I fell down.

    What you trying to say?
    Don’t matter anyway.
    I’m already moving on.
    I’m gone.