Old Man Off With Their Heads

I'd had enough, so I walked out the door
Don't expect to hear much from me anymore
This chapter is closed, it's the end of the line
I can't keep on feeling like this all the time

And none of the sadness is going away
Nothing will change until you let yourself grieve

I know I'm like you in more ways than one
And I truly hate the man I've become
I guess that's our part, yeah, it's our cross to bear
You're running out of time, the end's almost here

And none of that sadness is going away
I never understand why you wanted nothing to do with me

And in time, everything will turn out alright
You're not a part of it
And every time I fall down and lose sight
You are the cause of it

No one will ever help me now, 'cause no one'll ever see
The sickness and sadness that you so kindly passed on to me

Now I roam around the world looking for a life
You're not a part of it
And we've past the point of making everything alright
That's the worst part of it