Trap Door

You point the finger at me
Briefly
I feel so weak
You place the blame on me
Didn't mean
To hurt you at all


I'm breaking out
I'm setting free
Not coming back
I'm leaving
But...


You, you're freaking out on me
You're freaking out on me
You, you're freaking out on me
You're freaking out on me


Someone tell me how
Do I escape, do I escape

You claim I sold my soul
Hatred
Is what you feel
Never could regain
Control
How does the bottom feel


I never stop to think that
In the end I'd lose it all
Again, again I ask you
And as you sew the seeds, you see
That as you leave you never
Really needed me