Has it all been said? How can I tell you exactly how i feel? Reflecting through eyes of despair I'll try to put my frustrations into words. Cause I'm sick of these fucking games. (I hate myself for being so fucking cliche) Trying to put an end to all the sleepless nights. But it all just leads to nothing. And I'm still standing on the edge. I'm pulling my hair out and I scream to the fucking sky! Walking the line between right and wrong and still I don't know what to fucking say. Fuck you! Goodbye! At least we could have fucking tried. Broken and tied. This fuck you is my last goodbye.