This is what I get for believing in empty promises
Because the way you lie on your back told me different
It's the kind of thing you beg to feel strangely about
And I never should have allowed myself to love you
You left me lying in our bed all alone last night
Maybe you had something more important to do
It's the fact that my tears don't phase you anymore
I've run out of my luck on trying to win you back
Sometimes, two hearts just can't dance to the same beat
But it's looking like we're not even on the same tune
And when the envy turns into defeat, I'm turning away
It's at that moment you want to reach out for my hand
Sadly you could paint these walls with the heartbreak
They'd probably be a sluggish shade of reverberating yellow
Your lips taste of flushed cyanide, you hold them well
Maybe that was my first clue that you weren't good enough
You used to be the kind of medicine I thought I needed
But now I'm finally realizing you're the poison I avoid.