Exit

Seen it all before

Not like this

Not my trip

This is what I saw

Saw the lot of you

Doing things

Saying things And in front of me

You didn't seem to care

who was there

What was heard it affected me

Wash my hands of you

over this

This is through

this is what I mean

By now you've moved on

I assume

still alone With that attitude

Now you find yourself

By yourself,

on your own With a big ego

No one there to feed

what you need

Give you peace and or anything

I need something good

Something else

This is through

this is what I mean

It pours out of you and into me