I never wanted to
Say any of this to you,
But you left me drowning
By myself in this abyss.
You said you'd never do this,
But your words are hollow things.
And I should've learned by now
That you won't ever change the way you think
And more fool I
For believing that you might.
Shall I polish your egos
'Til they shine like diamonds
And your dirt sticks under
My fingernails?
I'm so sick of the blows
And I am done with trying
For imaginary sentiment
When all else fails.
I give up! I give in!
I was always on the fringe
Looking into your little circle.
If I stay here
There's no way for me to win
So I'm leaving your vicious cycle now.
It doesn't matter anymore,
Not like the way it did before
And if I really cared
I'd probably wonder if you'd notice that I'm gone.
But if I were a betting girl,
I'd bet you wouldn't.
Was there ever a time
You thought to think about me
As a person,
More than just your singing doll?
Was it such a great crime
To hope that you might care?
I suppose it was.
I know you never cared at all.
I give up! I give in!
I was always on the fringe
Looking into your little circle.
If I stay here
There's no way for me to win
So I'm leaving your vicious cycle now.
Have you ever imagined
How the world might look
From underneath your shoes
To those you've trampled down?
That's a rhetorical question, honey.
Please don't answer.
I don't want to hear your voice right now.