Move On

I will never reason with myself in your defense Or try to see your twisted point of view The jury and the judge already let the gavel fall Court is out, there's nothing I can do And it is not a question of belief on your behalf I think it is your word that bleeds the doubt And like a wound that never heals, infected from within I won't survive if I don't bleed you out You wear me out and hold me back I don't want to be tied down I'm not done fighting yet I know I've gotta move on, move on No, I'm not done fighting yet Careful chords and metaphors can make a person care The intervention I was praying for Regardless of some clever words I write in my despair I notice you're not listening anymore You wear me out and hold me back I don't want to be tied down I'm not done fighting yet I know I've gotta move on, move on No, I'm not done fighting yet No I won't let myself forget No All the fucked up things you did No You wear me out and hold me back I don't want to live that way I don't want to be like that I know I've gotta move on, move on No, I'm not done fighting yet No No, I'm done fighting I'm not done fighting yet