pretty posed photos
locked inside the galleries
in the dead beat ghettos
of the bitter soul
whithered black as coal
Others would be surprised to know
what went on behind closed doors
what makes you think i need you now
I'll leave you like you left before
a lovely scrapbook tainted
our life a picture painted
I could easily walk away
From the prison of your love
Escape the pain of your wicked sway
Finally be rid of
your careless indifferent oversight
see the dawn after endless night
You've hurt me for so long
if you could just let me go
Then you could peacefully ignore
The years and years of ugly wrong
What makes you think I need you now
No matter what you say or do
I'll be just fine, just fine
I'm not like you
