• This anger inside me,
    It's caused by you, don't you see?

    It's not my fault we crashed and burned,
    It's not my fault the tables turned.

    So quit your moping and stop the charade,
    It's just rained on your parade.

    No one has any sympathy,
    For all the pain you've brought upon me.

    I've had enough, so stop it now.
    We're through for good, this I vow.

    Believe me, I'm smart enough to see,
    That you're just better... as a memory.