In the final curtain call

You left me here with the coldest of feelings

Weight, kind, depression

Blessing the floors with the places you've stepped in



Will they ever measure up

To the way you left me?

Here by the roadside

The bloodiest cadaver

Marked in your words

I'm the joke

I'm the bastard



Here wait, so I guess that you knew

That you're a selfish little whore

I'm the selfish little whore

If I had my way I'd crush your face in the door



This is no beginning, yeah yeah

This is the final cut, open up

This is no beginning, yeah yeah

This is the final cut, I'm in love