Pick and prod till you get your way, it's always about what you do not what you say, and your actions speak so loud now, there's no way to dround out what's right in my face, it's been on you and I know by now if you was going to love me by now, you would
The choices that you made are sure to pick your fate, it's more than fair, but you won't care, I'll be gone by morning babe I swear, packing bags to leave, it isn't shock I care to achieve anymore, if you was going to hear my threats by now I'm sure you should know
I'll be gone come morning, my things are out the door, you've chosen me last, this times the last, and I can't take no more
Your life's what you choose and this is a fight I can't bear to lose, youre going to have learn this time around
[Guitar Solo]