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Baby, listen up I have something to say.
I haven't been feeling it lately.
Love is Blind and I'm in denial.
But now I see, all the shit you've inflicted on me.

I'm oh so tired, I'm about to throw in the towel.
I wanted much more, but you've pushed me aside.
Do you know that I'm feeling like a god damn stalker?
I'm Feeling like that fucking fly on the wall.
Five days past then you’ll decide to call.

Oh, you only come around when its dark.
Only stop by when I'm all alone.
I'm no longer your lil' slobbering Bitch!
Go choke on Someone else's fucking bone.

I'm not your top priority.
Your like a gangrene, devouring me from the inside out.
I’ll hack off the rotted extremity, become a cynical amputee.
Sometimes you’ve gotta sacrifice so much, to be set free.

I'm not feeling it.
Everything thing you've said means nothing to me.
This lack of trust is driving me crazy.
"Between fact and fiction theres no distinction"!
Oh baby, when theres no distinction between the two,
Love's died and there's nothing left to do.
I do believe it has bled for more then five days.
Will you give me a ring then?
Babe, I don't even wanna remain friends.