Small talks Back and forth like ticking clocks and I Have thought That this could be the last you hear from me I'm done With pointless measures to revive what we had I'd rather pass the time Without you on my mind And those memories we've made Have to a darker shade The fondness that we found Is now six feet underground Because the way you strike my mood With your poison attitude Has left me with a distaste That made another space Tie me Dangle me just by my feet Strangled Choke me 'till it's hard to breathe Hang me out to dry Never get a second try Over-worn forgiveness has lost it's meaning We'll see each other as faceless As faceless Cause we're not willing to face this To face this