I see your wandering eyes and second glances but I see through your lies no second chances Cut me free, you'll never be what I need. I hope you choke on the words I was lead to believe. Like a puppet on your strings, control means everything. And in my heart I want to forgive you. That doesn't mean I'll forget, you'll always be my regret. Here's to a past I'll never need. No “here's to you. Rest in peace."