Awful Thread

I used to think That I could do it by myself That I finally Could stop this habit of just looking back I know, I know Just as they come, these feelings go And this will be Just something I will laugh about, or not What a coin to flip Am I enough, or only good-for-nothing? Learnt it easily It's always been "it's my way or the highway" It just makes me sad To see you've never even worked on yourself Now you wait and see And watch me breaking off this awful thread You had no respect or remorse For the luck you were given For the luck you were given I can call your bluff You need me to be miserable in order to feel something I am fine, by now With you turning offensive, you just don't know what to love is Then, alright, I'm done With all this anger I'd set fire to this town All this push and shove The only option I was left with is to go You had no respect or remorse For the luck you were given For the luck you were given You had no respect or remorse For the luck you were given For the luck you were given For the luck you were given For the luck you were given