Crossed You Out

I Don't Need Your Hate
Or Being Talked Down
For You It Is Too Late
I Have Crossed You Out

The Lies You Spread
Are Only In Your Head
A Twisted Version Of The Truth
Only Known To You
Are You A Friend
Or A Stranger To Me Now
The Room Has Become Cold
You Have Become A Sad Clown

I Don't Need Your Hate
Or Being Talked Down
For You It Is Too Late
I Have Crossed You Out

I Will Remember The Moments
But I Will Forget Your Name
Replacing It With Someone New
There Are Better People Out There Anyway
The Door Is Over There
Close It Behind Your Back
It Is How It Is
These Are The Facts

I Don't Need Your Hate
Or Being Talked Down
For You It Is Too Late
I Have Crossed You Out