Empty words from empty tongue;
empty thoughts from empty minds.

Your eyes doesn't convey the phrases
you're trying to speak;
you're talking so much without understanding it,
and you're just playing safe.

Distorted.
Your actions are torturing me.
Exploded.
From being imprisoned of that loud silence.

Even if you kneel for forgiveness;
even if you say thousands of apologies.

(It's fin'lly over!)

Each story of yours seems so unsound,
and I'm done accepting you (over and over again).
You left me hanging with no regrets,
guess what?!
I'm sick and tired crying bottles of tears.

Stand up!
Just burn yourself by the coldness of the ice!
You can do noting now,
when your sorry is not enough.

(It's fin'lly over)

Leave me alone with
no arguments,
and
no questions,
for I've given you already so many chances before.