How do you cut off

The rage and the hate

That had you locked up

How do you cut off

The painful embrace

That wants you fucked up

Turn the months back

And it's winter

Now it's your

Time of the year

How do you tell

The one you have left

That now it's goodbye

How do you tell

The one you can't trust

It's eye for an eye

Turn the months back

And it's summer

It's not your

Time of the year

How do you cope

With words that condemn

And gave you away

How do you cope with

The lies that were told

And kept love at bay

Turn the months back

And it's autumn

Now it's my

Time of the year

How do you give up

The years that you tried

And haven't forgot

How do you give up

The grudge that you held

But it's said "judge not"

Turn the months back

And it's springtime

And it's our

Time of the year

Say I'm evil

I'm a threat

I'm a killer

That I'm

The one they should fear

What's one more tear?