The sun comes up, over your house, over your head.
today, simplicity makes you wish you were dead.
i heard you cut and ran.
this time i don't care.
how can you deem me responsible after i explained it all?
i told you again and again, i would last in one place too long.
i was over. but now i understand.
i don't care if i go through life and i never see you again.