I've thought it over

I don't want you to be around

This four-leaf clover

Is poisonous, it brings me down



When I'm lying in my bed

I feel you next to me

When I think of what you said

Then I can hardly breathe



This is not war

This is just goodbye

This is not truth

This is just a lie

There's no way

That you're leaving

There's no way

That you're killing me

There's no way

That I'm bleeding

Your broken heart

Will set my free



I hate your silence

I hate the way you think you care

I hate tomorrow

Because I know you will be there



When I think of how you live

That woman on you arm

I have nothing else to give

But I can do you harm



This is not war

This is just goodbye

This is not truth

This is just a lie



Darkness encroaches

To my lone cravings

I am born wanton

I am born broken