zanika

I’d rather be blind than to see your eyes
I’d rather be deaf than to hear your lies
I’d rather be broke than to sell my soul
I gave you my all, but you’ll never know

No, I’m not gonna hurt anymore
I’ve already walked through the door
All of this time, could’ve moved on,
Should’ve known better than this
And I hope it hits you right between the eyes
I don’t apologize