Lyrics
it's just to late, to salvage what we had/
it's fate cuz of the malace, hated by your dad/
skated by the fad, of holdin' you close to me/
faded by hate is that how it's supposed to be?/
give me one good reason to stay and take this shit/
I hate this shit, you play games you fake bitch/
let's trade fifths drink away this pain shit/
the pain's lit me on fire, you deranged bitch/
take hits of ecstacy, you start sexin' me/
wreckin' me, beckon me, why you always testin' me/
why you always stressin' me? falsely accused/
strongly abused, and now I'm wrongly misused/
fondlin' you, remember you used to reciprocate/
I gotta go slow, cuz I got a few sins to make/
I got a date, I've whiped you clear from my slate/
cuz as of late, bitch you're makin' me irate./
I guess it turns out, were not gonna work out/
I thought we would at first, turns out I was wrong/
I'm 'bout to burn out, and clear the dirt out/
get the fuck out, as of now you're gone./
now I'm leavin, you won't control my breathin'/
don't have to listen when you callin' me a heathen/
schemin' on the next guy up in the matress/
before I even started puttin' on profalactics/
spastic, attention deficit disorder/
drastic, drivin' my ass off the border/
and through it, you said you was true bitch, prove it/
do it, you said you was leavin' so move it/
screw it! you're not worth the mental anguish/
pistol dangerous, better believe I aint playin' bitch/
can't sustain this, I'm losin' control/
movin' this whole fuckin' abode until the walls explode/
takin' hold of this knife, you lettin' go of your life/
and to think of the plans we had to be husband and wife/
I can't, take this shit, I'm ready to snap/
claustrophobic and I'm feelin' like I'm steadily trapped/
I'm gone, blow kisses, wave buh bye now/
don't you cry now, try to die now/
my heart's unlatched, free from your grasp/
go head and gasp, cuz I'm out of your clasp/
how you gonna acuse me of sleepin' around?/
when you know ever soul in this little hick town/
and if I got down with any one of your friends/
your father, my boss would prolly cut off my ends/
it was real talk, studio sessions/
shit I still stop, when a girl is undressin/
and I feel lost, like I'm constantly testin'/
when the girls hot, like a smith and a wesson/
I'm guessin, after all this, you're starting to get it/
no more callin' me when you need me to hit it/
I won't be lookin' at my wrist tryin' to slit it/
the game of love's a glove and with no trust we don't fit it/
no more pain, no more tears/
no more fake smiles when inside it's sneers/
no more lookin' at you, gettin' mad and seethin'/
I'm fed up with this, I'm sick of you bitch and I'm leavin/
it's over, I thought we had somethin' special/
but now all we ever do is we fight and we wrestle/
I thought we were solid, could pass all test/
but now we're just fallen, and I'm always stressed./
Hook
Now I'm leavin you, now I'm leavin' you, now I'm leavin' you
not takin' this shit again
now I'm leavin you, now I'm leavin you, now I'm leavin' you
wrist won't be slit again
now I'm leavin' you, now I'm leavin' you, now I'm leavin' you
I'm fed up with all of your games
now I'm leavin' you, now I'm leavin' you, now I'm leavin you
cuz now I'm fed up with your playin'
