You think you're blood to me and I think you're fucking wrong
What is there left to show for all the wasted years you've taken from me when the memory of your smile makes my head turn the other way
And what is there left to say after all the hollow things you've said to me, when just thinking about Your touch leaves today feeling so empty

Every smile was a waste, wasted on your love
You think you're blood to me and I think you're fucking wrong
'Cause you crossed the line one last time so I'm going through you if I can't get over you
I'm getting over you the only way I know how
Over you
You crossed the line from enemy to casualty the day you disrespected me