Spite

How hard can it be
Just to think for yourself?
Old habits die hard
And yours are as old as hell
This is not the way it goes
And it can only go to show
This is not the way it goes
Now that you're on your own

Two faced
How do we remember your name
What to mark on your grave?
Displaced
Expect nothing less
If you can't keep it straight

How hard can it be
Just to think for yourself?
Old habits die hard
And yours are as old as hell
This is not the way it goes
And it can only go to show
This is not the way it goes
Now that you're on your own

Dancing to the beat of a manipulative heart
Picking up the pieces where you left us in the dark
Take another shot, it will only tear us apart
Welcome home? Far from it
You're nothing but a puppet

Fuck it