Will you be sad when he leaves
Or it doesn't work out
When you scream and shout
Until you fall ill inside
With no where to hide
How inside you were hiding your ill will,
Your true feelings,
Of how you weren't being true and felt nothing?

Nothing no more
Now it's gone and done
And can't be undone by any undoing
Even though you did nothing
While you so desperately wanted nothing to do?

Toodaloo to you too
Miss thing in a tutu
Dancing around
Go *****
Because we've done this before
Two, three, or maybe four before this

So, before this becomes that
And you turn and look back
I'm not having that again
It goes against all I believe
I think it best you be leaving
Have a good evening
Don't even stop to speak

I need that speaker hissing to stop
It's stopping me from living
My liver can't handle
The quivering flame of a candle
As you pull that arrow from your quiver
Through the tin can of my heart
Losing grip on the handle
On handlebars I ride but I can't do myself
My selfish needs are not selfish
They're needed for survival

Seen too many revival
Can't revive this scene
This film reel is not clean
And so alas, we must say adieu
I know it's true; I do
And so do you