Now that I’m gone
I know that you hear it
I know that you see me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now that I’m gone
I know that you care
I see how you're caring now
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Searching for wrong
So you can point your stubborn finger at me again
At me again
What has become
See all that I did want, was for you to end up so perfect
All I see is just another one
Wondering why they don’t see me
Better off if I don't tell you baby
If you would even believe it
For all that you keep that we're selling baby
You know that I, oh no, you don’t
I can see it in your eyes, that person that you’re wearing
A faulty disguise
You’re the reason that I hate so
The reason that I hate so
I see the blade in your hand
I see the blade in your hand
What you waiting for?
I see the blade in your hand
I see the blade in your hand
What you waiting for?