Im tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin,
Endless pain we never quit,

The fight within that prides begun,
Saying its too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.


Forget the time I said I would,
Replace that with I never will,

Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,

What a man's got he'll learn to hate.

Grow up


Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing...


Just grow up!


Wrong...
Wrong...
Wrong...

Wrong...