I bet that I can predict every move that you're about to make
It's so easy to pick you apart when you take your cues from people who have no heart
So yeah, live it up with them: "your friends"
But don't call me when you need more than emptiness
I've seen you for you and now I'm through
You don't have to make a choice, but my god make a point
The last time I saw you, you called me out
You said I had nothing to shout about
You told me that everything was falling apart
You got your tools, you went to work, you tore out my heart