Move On

I will never reason with myself in your defense

Or try to see your twisted point of view

The judge and the jury already let the gavel fall

Court is out, there’s nothing I can do

And it is not a question of belief on your behalf

I think it is your word that bleeds the doubt

And like a wound that never feels, infected from within

I won’t survive if I don’t bleed you out

You wear me out and hold me back

I don’t want to be tied down

I’m not done fighting yet

I know I’ve gotta move on, move on

No, I’m not done fighting yet

Cable cords and metaphors can’t make a person care

The intervention I was praying for

Regardless of some clever words I write in my despair

I notice you’re not listening anymore

You wear me out and hold me back

I don’t want to be tied down

I’m not done fighting yet

I know I’ve gotta move on, move on

No, I’m not done fighting yet

I won’t let myself forget

The fucked up things we did

You wear me out and hold me back

I don’t want to live that way

And I don’t want to be like that

I know I’ve gotta move on, move on

No, I’m not done fighting yet

No, I’m done fighting

I’m not done fighting yet