take your love and your big expectationsntake your time,nbut i don't need your explanationsntake your words, take the couch,nand your records tontake your guilt and the guitar i gave younni'm cleaning house, cleaning up,nneed my piece of mindni'm cashing out,njust fed up can't sleep at nightnthe game is called let's finally saynwhat we always knewnnow looking back cause i'm over younnyou 're not the last man leftnor the last of my disastersnyou 're not my last mistakenor the first to make me cry nnso the last words yours:ni'm moving on to even-afternbut you're the last time i'll ever compromisennit's 3 a.m. and once i’m losing itni'm at the end and on the mendnbut feeling stupidnyou live and learn gotta find out who you'renbut it still burns to be tossed back in the darknso thanks for making me a little bit strongnwhy does always being nso damn dumb make us smarternthe clock is ticking things are it's a new moonnand i 'ii move on cause i always donnwe may have said forever and a daynbut there are some promises you breaknnothings lasts what can i saynit was meant to be this waynnso goodbye i hope your skies 're blueni'll go and take a piece of younnothings lasts what can i saidnit was meant to be this waynnnnn