Tired of looking at your photographs

Smiling at your latest craze

You can change the things you say and do

But nothing can change the fact

That you are sadly deranged

And i want nothing to do with you



No more hot tears and pride

No more bloodshed this time



*I'm moving on to a better place

Nightmares don't arrive when i see your face

Cannot hold on to a bittter past

Candles like us were never meant to last



Maybe you were right and i was wrong

But nonetheless this is my final song... about you



Tired of thinking about memories

Laughing at your plastic head

Even after all that we've been through

Nothing can change the fact

That i walked the path

And i was happy to see it through