Don’t worry, this one’s not about you.

you’ve played your games
it’s been fun to pretend
and I’ll share the blame
but let’s admit it’s the end

well Christmas is coming
but no time is right
I keep putting it off
I can’t wait one more night

and you are who you are
and you’re not for me
cuz you’ll never know how
to be the one that I need

I’ve tried and I’ve tried
to just make you see
but it’s time to let go
I can’t make you love me

I’m not your puppet
you can’t pull my strings
to manipulate me to say
and do certain things

“you can’t blame his death
for the way that you are”
you screamed at me
from your side of the car

your words were like knives
pierced right through my heart
they’ve cut me so deep
left a long lasting scar

you can only say sorry
so many times
when you take the same actions
and commit the same crimes

your apologies now
just fall on deaf ears
you’ve run out of chances
and I’ve run out of tears.