I am tired of wasting time
thinking of you in words that rhyme
I guess I need to just grow up
grab all my things and just pack up

you don't need me here no more
no more need to count the score
you've already left this place
not a care what's on my face

I'm not running back, back in your arms
I'm ready to go, and leave this town

take my keys and lock the door
leave the mess out on the floor
I don't care where I'm going
just fuck off and let me go

I'm not running back, back in your arms
I'm ready to go and leave this town
I'm not running back, back in your arms
I'm ready to go and leave this town

I am tired of wasting time
thinking of you in words that rhyme