CUT

Taking up my time but you were never quite concerned I could get bored Feeding on my energy it’s more than anybody could afford Cash or credit for your time So entitled it’s a sign It’s no wonder you have no friends left to blame Breaking all the hearts like glass Taking more than just your half You won’t ever try to make a change It’s no wonder you have no friends left to blame CUT You’re socio-pathetic and its time I make a CUT You’re socio-pathetic and I’m gonna have to Cut it cut it cut it cut it out Placing words inside my mouth like I can’t even speak up for myself Dragging me through therapy like I’m the one who needs to get the help Once I drew the line You cried what’s yours is all mine I’m no longer here to take your guilt and shame Switching targets oh so fast Cause you’re running from your past It’s a socio-pathetic little game To try and make me think I’d gone insane