I Don’t Love You

A flame has flickered for a while, it'll dance and burst and sometimes there’s just smoke
The definition of a cold fire
No, it's not your bank account, or your negligence he gets
It's not the fact that you always repeat yourself

I see the parts of me I hate, twenty years too late to change the tune
I tried, but I don’t love you

Every toxin that emits, they will reduce so much ugliness
The definition of a knife in my back
You tend to be a confidant, but really it's just ammunition
For whenever you go off for no damn reason

I see the parts of me I hate, twenty years too late to change the tune
I tried, but I don't love you