1 August 2012
Tired of the fight
Trying to do right
Given up trying to tame
Finished taking the blame
Lost count of second chances
False dawns and pretend romances
Never thought I'd be the one to quit
But I can't put myself through any more of your shit
Heard every one of your apologies
Nothing more than two faced strategies
Bipolar attitude so hard to take
Pain and suffering left in your wake
I've drawn the final line in the sand
You've jumped over it now you can talk to the hand
Enough • Opuss № I