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
