Why do you turn, and why do you cry,

And leave all the fools to figure out why.

Why are you lonesome, why are you sad, 

When you got what you wanted,

And lost what you had.

How can you love,

But with the very same breath

You twist in the knife, and rip out my life,

Until life becomes death,

Until nothing is left,

Until all that there is, is all that there was,

And the memories are passing and fading because,

The memories and moments and feelings are lost. 

And how can you weep and cry by my side,

When you had just used me, tried to abuse me,

Everyone warned me you were there for the ride. 

Why do you stand there and say you still love me,

And now that I've gone your life's full of fears, 

Put a hand to your mouth to dull the false words,

Put a rag to your eyes to stop the false tears.

Why do you turn, and why do you cry,

I'm leaving you, to figure out why.