You're a piece of work (a P.O.S.)
And it scares me to think
I was ever inside
Your emptiness
I was once a fool
Now your reign is over
And as I pack my life, walk away
I feel the self returning

Don't be a stranger
We can still be friends
But I'll never be your
Lover again

In the wasteland of our lost souls
What you hold is in the sand
I keep them up, my hands
Turn black
It frightens me to know
You will start again
If it took a thousand years
And your poisoned, poisoned skin

Don't be a stranger
We can still be friends
But I'll never be your
Lover again

Don't be a stranger
We can still be friends
But I'll never be your
Lover again
I'll never be your
Lover again
I'll never be your
Lover again