Tell me old woman.
Where have you been?
He's exhausted from chasing your ghost in the wind.
Tell me old woman what you're looking for ?
He won't be your scapegoat anymore.
Did you ever stop to question your actions?
Because of you he's lived a life of torment and manic depression.
If you're looking for him you're too late.
He's lost to the world, a sinner and consumed by hate.
Old woman you've had decades to get it right.
Instead of love you chose to fight.
He's carried your scars with him throughout his entire life.
Now these days you don't even try.
Your love came with conditions.
He's tired of hurting from your toxic decisions.
Now the time has come to move forward and bury you in his past.
He's worn and not sure if he's gonna last.
All this struggle and all this work.
In the end you left him feeling like the jerk.
Killing your memory is all he wants to do.
If you ain't figured it out he's fuckin done with you.
His whole life he's been running through the briar patch.
Scratched and bleeding all along it was you he was needing.
But you didn't want him treated him like a bad seed.
So now he's setting himself free.
All the years and all the tears.
All those times he lived with your fears.
All the guilt that you BUILT.
You can have his landfill of hurt.
If he could light a match.
He'd let it burn, watch it all burn away.
If he could find a way.
He'd start a brand new day.
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