I hear you,
I feel your words,
I hear you speak,
But I'm not listening,
I won't let myself be poisoned again.
I see you,
I feel your presence,
I see your unsuspecting eyes,
But I won't look at you,
Won't be fooled again by your smile.

This is me saying goodbye,
This is me not looking back,
This is me washing you out,
And this is me now,
Not what you thought.

It's amazing and astonishing
that you keep coming back,
Speaking in tongues
and luring me into your trap.
My systems of beliefs won't change you,
With that I'm sure,
But your promises are broken,
and your skin is now rotten.

This is me saying goodbye,
This is me fighting for myself,
And this is me eradicating you from my world,
And this is me now,
Not what you hoped for.
This is me leaving you behind,
This is me stronger and firm.
And this is me not turning around,
And this is me now,
Not what you wanted.

Life's a picture show,
Frame by frame we grow.
So could you take a picture?
Because I won't remember...