[bad word] this far without you, so far without you,
All of the things you've said but little that you've done,
I don't believe you, I can't believe you,
But I still believe that we can take this back.

Every single word goes unheard,
lack of passion masked by fashion,
I won't let these clones destroy the very thing I've loved so long,
Mark my words that every breath from here on out, is to destroy you.

I still...I still believe this is something we can take back.

All my life I have found the real magic in music,
And even though you tried destroying it,
I can't help but defending it,
You think that you're doing something new...I don't believe you.

Give me your pretty hair,
Give me your pretty clothes,
You don't put in the work,
That's why you bail on notes,
It's not about your voice,
Or the way you dress,
It's about music,
And trying to give your best.

I still believe that we can take this back,
I still believe that we can take this back.

All my life I have found the real magic in music,
And even though you tried destroying it,
I can't help but defending it,
You think that you're doing something new...I don't believe you.

I don't believe you, you're empty,
I feel something deeper than music,
I don't believe you, you're soulless,
All my rage aimed at you.

All my life I have found the real magic in music,
And even though you tried destroying it,
I can't help but defending it,
You think that you're doing something new...I don't believe you...all of my rage aimed at you.