Verse 1

You put a bullet in my heart,

Then pay gun-salute.

Fake tears, "May your soul rest in peace",

Oh, how very cute.

Chorus

Well, I'm sorry for your loss,

But, no, not really, because

You can't mourn when you're not sad,

And you're not, so please be glad,

How it's high time to purge,

How this is a death march,

How I'm walking away.

This is the price you pay.

Verse 2

Put the last nail on my coffin,

Then say I'll be missed.

Touching status update, as if

This wasn't your wish!

Chorus

Well, I'm sorry for your loss,

But, no, not really, because

You can't mourn when you're not sad,

And you're not, so please be glad,

How it's my time to purge,

How this is a death march,

How I'm walking away.

This is the price you pay

Bridge

For your mistakes,

I put my heart at stake.

And I'm sorry for my loss,

But no, not really, because

You can't lose what you don't have,

And I never had you.

A blank page with few ink dabs,

Now we split into two.

Chorus

Well, I'm sorry for your loss,

But, no, not really, because

You can't mourn when you're not sad,

And you're not, so please be glad,

How it's high time to purge,

How this is a death march,

How I'm walking away.

This is the price you pay.

And I'm not sorry for your loss.