this needs to stop
this needs to end
i need to get away
from all this that is pretend
it's all my fault
this much is true
i keep falling back
back into you
this is the present
it's not the past
my mind still there
stuck there like a cast
it's a poison to me
with every dose of you
it just hurts more and more
and now i'm just so blue
but the rational and logical
side of me; it says to stop
it's slowly killing me
it's all become such a flop
time to break away
time to be free
time to not wallow again
in my idiotic self pity
that was then
and this is now
i guess there're memories
but now they'll hafta take a bow.