Got him hung up on me
He's a noose, I'm the tree
I hung up on him
He'll no longer win

Says he's thinking of me
Conversations are empty
That's nice, think twice
and don't ever speak my name
We both know you're to blame

Telling me not to be mean
Saying it's not who I am
But I know you're just a fiend
Not worth giving another chance
You've got blood on your hands

I washed mine long ago
No longer waiting in limbo
...It feels good to take control

So next time you think of me and the ways you ****** up
Know that I'm fine and you've ran out of luck