• Every time I look in your eyes,
    I see you staring back at me,
    You're plotting my demise.

    I look into you,
    And see everything I already knew.

    You live to hurt me,
    You live to plot,
    You live to be everything I'm not.

    It's not he smartest of things to do,
    I fall into all your traps,
    Now I'm stating things I already knew.

    You think you're good
    At everything you do.
    You should watch,
    I'm good at things too.

    Your life is sad,
    I pity you.
    It's filled with obsessions
    Of people you thought you knew.

    You tell of leaving,
    That is my dream.
    You tell of leaving,
    Is that your scheme?

    If you were gone,
    I'd know what to do.
    I'd celebrate,
    Not enduring you.