You're the glass shard that avoids me
In my broken bottle life when I sweep
Until I walk the floor with bare feet
You show up again making me bleed

I'm sick and tired of everything that has to do with (you)
You have to see that you can't go back
Face the facts yeah you screwed up bad

For me to come clean

I hate the way you act, think, talk and drag me down
Next time that I see you I'm not backing down

You know what Godzilla did to Tokyo
I swear next time that's what I'll do to your (face)
Face the facts this time you can't go back
You have to see you screwed up bad