Taking up my time but you were never quite concerned I could get bored
Feeding on my energy it's more than anybody could afford
Cash or credit for your time
So entitled it's a sign
It's no wonder you have no friends left to blame
Breaking all the hearts like glass
Taking more than just your half
You won't ever try to make a change It's no wonder you
Have no friends left to blame
CUT
You're socio-pathetic and its time I make a CUT
You're socio-pathetic and I'm gonna have to
Cut it cut it cut it cut it out
Placing words inside my mouth like I can't even speak up for myself
Dragging me through therapy like I'm the one who needs to get the help
Once I drew the line
You cried what's yours is all mine
I'm no longer here to take your guilt and shame
Switching targets oh so fast
Cause you're running from your past
It's a socio-pathetic little game
To try and make me think I'd gone insane