you got that slow drip pity a snowed in car i hear your opinion all the time now sitting in a old chair leaning on the bed writing dumb comments on an internet thread i wanna finish this and wish you much fun hope you understand when i tell you i m done i m done i m done well you serve it on a tray but you change it every day and you still don t seem to know that i m not here you to please you or beg on my knees or be the villian on your show and i can t and i won t and i don t even hear you i said in my head it s a loss to be near you i m done speaking through a shamed face i m done eating up your fake rage i m done writing to do lists and i m done with your better person bullshit i m done i m done you got that slow drip pity a snowed in car i hear your opinion all the time now sitting in a old chair leaning on the bed writing dumb comments on an internet thread i wanna finish this and wish you much fun hope you understand when i tell you i m done  i m done i m done i m sick of waiting around to be heard from six feet underground and i m sick of your disappointment tasting like a bottle full of poison done done i m done