I feel it, this tention inside of me,
Pressure is presently pushing down on me,
The First time, 
It starts with just you and I'm
Repeating myself, but you don't hear me,
I can see what you see,
But is it worth it to me?
Its the same old conversation
Over and over and over
I get sick and tired of,
All those lies you tell me,
You say those same things to me
Over and over and over
You seem to say your surprised, 
I see right trough you this time,
But I keep telling you
It's over, it's over, it's over
You've taken, these things that belong to me,
Twisted so tightly, and sorted so carefully,
The last time, 
The hands were just you and
I'm Alone in a room with these taunted sheets.
I can see what you see,
And it wanted to me,
The same old conversaton,
Over and over and over
I get sick and tired of all those lies you told me,
You say those same things to me,
Over and over and over!
You seem to say your surprised
I see right trough you this time
But I keep telling you
It's over, it's over, it's over
you swore, I would regret it
Now thanks to you I can't forget it
cast all this,constint this battle
won't even miss you at all
Free from the slap that you go
I get sick and tired of all those lies you told me
You say the same things to me
Over and over and over
I get sick and tired of all those lies you told me
You say the same things to me
Over and over and over
You seem to say your surprised, 
I see right trough you this time,
But I keep telling you
It's over, it's over, it's over.