I never want to hear those words again.
I want to scream when they escape your lips.
My mind is thrashing against the sides of my head.
I just can’t remember when I was this mad.

I don’t think I’ll ever get a straight answer.
No matter how hard I try, it’s always “I don’t know.”
Sorry, no, that just won’t cut it.
I won’t stand for something like that.

I can’t be expected to be content with just this.
No, no, no—Crashing and burning, required, please.
I’ll wait for you to catch up, but not for long.
Already said I didn’t want to take you down with me.
But, what the hell, if you insist.

No, this doesn’t involve you, so please get out.
I have to do this on my own.
Pissed off enough without adding you in.

This arrangement isn’t working.
You and I both know.

Bloody hell and halfway to ridiculous.
Sometimes it just gets to be so much.
That yeah, I’m ready to hurt you.
Especially when I see things like this.

I’m incredibly jealous when I don’t need to be
But dammit, you know what I mean.
Completely clueless, that’s how it is.
I hate those words, hate that phrase.

The worst part being…
I don’t know either.