Confusion in a mask. It's not that time of year, so what's really going on? It's a game whether or not you believe it. You've told this tall tale so often now even you believe it. You needed a way out and you took the way I knew you would. I knew from the start that you were a coward in guys clothing. I hoped you weren't gonna end up the way I never thought it would. You're exactly what you said you weren't no matter how much you try to sway me away from it. No matter how much you deny it, or lie to me, you're still lying to yourself. I should have caught the signs when you threw them at me. Maybe I would've been able to stop myself from getting any deeper, or falling any harder.
You tricked me more than anyone I've ever known. Lying to me to keep me around is evil. What you think is helping is really hurting more than you'll ever know. This freedom you so desperately want will come back around and kick you in the ass, and honestly I can't wait. You always have to be the victim, and I'm sick of it. You're making the biggest mistake of your life. You better make sure you want this if I chose I don't. And it's getting to that point every passing day.
