Hell Has Spit Her Dead Upon the Living

Those words meant nothing. Those years meant nothing. Our tears meant nothing. (Threw it all away) Those screams meant nothing. Those dreams meant nothing. Now i'll do nothing (as you waste away) Weak and exposed. A walking breathing lie. Traded all your respect for a temporary high. You gave us all a bad name with your continuous lie. Now wash that X off your hand for the very last time. If i told them you were dead, i wouldn't be lying, because the day you sold out was the day you quit fighting. (BOOM!) This X never fades.