Up in smoke, this is a joke, isn`t it?
All your fault, you went to far, call it quits.
No one knew, or dared to prove, came and went.
Moving on, chance is gone, throw a fit.
Chorus:
So it`s through, nothing`s left to lose
It`s lucky too, Who needs a tighter noose?
You`re so weak, beat up a geek, makes you complete
Not so tough, I`ve had enough, now we`ll leave
Getting away, one more day, `till then I`ll sleep
All I need`s a chance to bleed, only they fear