Running back and forth in place
Four years three months and two days
Finding ways to hide my hate
Tell myself it's not too late
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
You made it this way
Call me up let's rock and shake
Words we speak come out as fake
Other bitches don't equate
Tell myself it's not too late
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
Even if I find it hard to say
You made it this way