Some things are better left alone sometimesnDon’t pry or you will be one of the hated kindnYour jealousy is out of your controlnYou made yourself the target of my hate tonightnnWhat did I do now?nHow did I make you cry?nI need some space for the rest of my lifenThere is no way your going through a phasenI’m out, I’m done, I need some better daysnn“Don’t be a stranger”, while you don’t ever make the effortnI know what you did, but where do I gonIt’s lots like how they made itnI lost my grip on moderationnI keep losing faster when younLeave me hanging on that ledgenThat’s all I knownnPinky Swearing proves that I am not lyingnnYou cant pretend that you believe itnAnd you’ll never hear me say “Forive Me”nAnd I cant pretend that I really need itnAnd you’ll never hear me say “Forive Me”nYou cant pretend that you believe itnAnd you’ll never hear me say “Forive Me”nSay you believe it, say you believe it