I left my habits on your doorstep to harvest,
Along with a promise of certain destruction.
I've never witnessed something so inconsistent.
There's a method to madness,
... I'm starting to like it.
I'll never be something as beautiful as you.
No, I'll never be something as beautiful as you.
We're starting to see, you've built this for me,
And now were both alone.
Now we're both alone.
When you made me believe that I was a monster,
Sucking the life out of my pointless endeavors.
I hit the road, now you stand alone,
I won't wait around for you to bring me down.
Don't you dare.
You don't tell me what's right.
I'm done living your life.
