Seen it all before

Not like this 

Not my trip

This is what I saw 

Saw the lot of you 

Doing things 

Saying things And in front of me 

You didn't seem to care 

who was there 

What was heard it affected me 

Wash my hands of you 

over this 

This is through 

this is what I mean



By now you've moved on 

I assume 

still alone With that attitude

Now you find yourself 

By yourself, 

on your own With a big ego 

No one there to feed 

what you need 

Give you peace and or anything 

I need something good 

Something else 

This is through 

this is what I mean 



It pours out of you and into me