This time is one of our last.
You say you wanna go out with a “blast,”
But I’m tired of all these childish games.
Please make up your mind.
Do you wish to be here with me?
If not, then I’ll politely ask you to forever leave.
This door is closing and I plan to nail it shut.
Then I’ll burn it all to ashes and leave you with the soot.
I’m not cruel here,
I’m just looking out for myself.
You may saw that I’m a brute for not shedding one tear,
But see it through my perspective.
I’m done playing lead detective
When you always run around me playing the crook.