Don't come and tell me that your ideas stayed the fucking same,
the scumbags you call your friends turned your words to a sad fucking joke.
You're not the first, hope you're the last,
lack of conviction, I just can't take it.
How come you're so surprised when I say this is my last goodbye?
Don't you know? I meant every word I said.
People will come and go, but convictions will fucking last.
Go fuck yourself and your so called friends but don't come fucking back.
I said it once, won't say it twice, you made your choice there's just two sides.
You're meaningless, I'm fucking pissed; your weakness will tear you down.