I don't need those false hopes,

or those damn, bitter lies. I don't need your fake love, or my damn, tearful cries. I'm tired of those sleepless nights, your constant lowly sighs, I will never ever find your love, No, not in your eyes. Your eyes are so full of games, the type that I despise. They pull me like a chained up dog, but oh, to your surprise, I'm more than what you think I am, Good bye, Farewell, I'll rise.