How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable So condescending unnecessarily critical I have the tendency of getting very physical So watch your step 'cause if I do you'll need a miracle
You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone Not fit to fuckin tread the ground that I'm walking on
You left me here like a chalk outline On the sidewalk waiting for the rain to wash away. You keep coming back to the scene of the crime But the dead can’t speak and there’s nothing left to say anyway. All you left behind is a chalk outline.