Don’t tell me that it’s over.
No, don’t tell me that this is the end.
Oh how naive we can be sometimes. [bad word] be told, I wish this never began to begin with.
I’ll walk away.
This burning black cloud, it casts dark shadows over my life.
You can’t save me if I’m already gone.
You can’t save me.
I think it’s safe to say that I was wrong.
But I have faith that I can do this on my own.
Sweet talk my mind into never giving in.
As my sun burnt out I saw the light die inside of your eyes.
You can’t save me if I’m already gone.
You can’t save me.
There’s nothing left for you.
There’s not a [bad word] thing left for me.
We’ll take our memories and we [bad word] 
I’m taking everything.