ask yourself:
who am i now?
you've become like the rest of them,
you've become what you've spoken against,
you've become what hurts me the most.
you're just wasting my time
by playing these games,
or whatever they are.
you tried to turn the tables,
but ended up just turning them over.
you stopped,
and i kept going.
what can i do with you?
I guess the only thing i can do is
nothing.
the same old thing we've been doing to each other
since that day you fell for me,
the same day i put up those walls and said,
no sir.