An arguement's formed again for no reason
But I guess it made sense at the time
If all of this bullshit they say is still treason
Why's it not faulted as crime?
There's no resolution that comes here to follow
It's only resentment and pain
Shoved down your throat and spoon fed to swallow
As your love slowly slips down the drain
What's the point in all of this, is there even one at all?
I'm getting sick of hearing it, but you know that it still has to fall
The TV faintly echos now as I choose to walk down these halls
But it's one serenade that I can never forget
And that's all, oh that's all