there ain't any more room left for you.

i'm sorry kid, you just don't fit.

i got enough that i'm goin' through.

this is where we split.

I listened to your fairy tales.

i wore your rose-colored glasses.

you ain't got to make anymore sales.

you left me broken and in patches.

look at the damage you did with all those lit matches.

but hell don't last;

you are the past.

i found strength without you.

so take a bow,

there ain't no more damage you can do.

it's all over now.