Seen it all before
  Not like this
  Not my trip
  This is what I saw
  Saw the lot of you
  Doing things
  Saying things And in front of me
  You didn't seem to care
  who was there
  What was heard it affected me
  Wash my hands of you
  over this
  This is through
  this is what I mean
    By now you've moved on
  I assume
  still alone With that attitude
  Now you find yourself
  By yourself,
  on your own With a big ego
  No one there to feed
  what you need
  Give you peace and or anything
  I need something good
  Something else
  This is through
  this is what I mean
    It pours out of you and into me