I'm sitting in the middle of the room
It's 10pm and I think of you
It's been a while
That I thought of this
But this time I'm not crying
So here it is
Funny how strange
But I think it's true
After all these years
The tables have turned
I'm not the one crying or pining
I don't want you
The darkness
Once scary
I was drowning inside
Gave it all to you
My soul on the line
But that never happened
Made peace with that
Now so suddenly
You want me back
Funny how strange
But I think it's true
After all these years
The tables have turned
I'm not the one crying or pining
I don't want you
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
I can see
You're a drunken mess
No longer naive
I'm grateful for that
Independant
I stand
You're not my man
And it's on the line
My slight of hand
Funny how strange
Most definitely true
After all these years
I finally see
You were not good for me
And it's on the line
I'm not pining
So don't waste my time