I should have known. You're a lunatic. So, just keep facing those problems that don't exist. I never thought it would come to this, where I sink to your level, but this is the consequence. I never saw these sides of you: the bitterness and the arrogance. Are you mad that I wrote some songs about it? Well, that's too bad 'cause you broke my heart and refuse to fix it. It's about time I left. Those roses at your door: brittle, brown, and withered. I'm not coming back no more. So, you can forget everything I said. I meant it at the time, but now it makes me sick. Like when I told you I'd "be there 'til the end" well, the truth is I can't stand the thought of losing you again. It might seem harsh. I'm just a bit unsure, 'cause you are not the person I used to know before.