Get out of my bed just get out of my face.
This kings throne you can't replace.
Wasted words fall victim to silence.
Shut your mouth again sweet violence.
Now it's over, I need my closure.
You can see me but you can't paint my picture now it's too late.
Look at me now you'll see a shade of hate.
Just when the walls around me fall you remind me of why I built them so tall.
I need to feel the burn of your flame before I blow your ashes away.