don t cry to me if you loved me you would be here with me you want me come find me make up your mind should i let you fall lose it all so maybe you can remember yourself can t keep believing we re only deceiving ourselves and i m sick of the lie and you re too late don t cry to me if you loved me you would be here with me you want me come find me make up your mind couldn t take the blame sick with shame must be exhausting to lose your own game selfishly hated no wonder you re jaded you can t play the victim this time and you re too late don t cry to me if you loved me you would be here with me you want me come find me make up your mind you never call me when you re sober you only want it cause it s over it s over how could i have burned paradise how could i you were never mine so don t cry to me if you loved me you would be here with me don t lie to me just get your things i ve made up your mind