Bad times, when you were mine

What more could you want?

You already took all my pride

And I know

When you come in close

I'll find myself tangled up in your rope.

I swear you wouldn't care

If I was covered in blood lying dead on the street

And I can count on my one hand

All the times that you really made me feel free

You did what you wanted and now you say what you say

But my hand's stronger than how it was played.

The smell on your breath

What a stench

I wonder why I put up with that stress

You order a drink

Took a spill on the rink

You cut your upper lip

Well, boy, what did you think would happen?

Man, I get the sense that you think this is still on the table

But when I don't pick up my phone

It's not because I am unable

You saw what you wanted and not what was there

Now you turn around and say I was unfair

Well, I wasn't.

It's not that I'm holding a grudge

Or that I want to see you in pain

It's just that when you smoked your last cigarette

You know you won't do that again

And I stayed up all night with a pack

Now the sun's up, I'm out, and that's that.