Ecto Cooler

I sit here,with nothing left to do
with all this stress,and the shit you put me through
so kiss your ass goodbye,and walk right out that door
i'm sick of games with you,now its over and we're through

someday,somehow,tell me what your all about

goodbyes are always hard
with all your stupid shit,and what you done so far
but there was nothing we could do
now you see,everything i said,was true

someday,somehow,tell me what your all about