Well Done

Trust what a fucked up word
 It's more often misunderstood
 The last time we talked was all my fault but I'm not the one to blame
 You had a million chances to prove me wrong when I was right
 I'm not what you had in mind
 Do you remember when things seemed more at ease
 Didn't put forth the effort to please ourselves
 Now I won't look back and things will never be the same.
 You had a million chances to prove me wrong when I was right
 I'm not what you had in mind
 What's on your mind I need to take a look inside
 I gave you a million chances
 Don't fool me with those second glances
 I need to take a look inside
 Beaten beyond a reasonable doubt, do you know what I'm talking about
 I've seen it all a million times it's time to take back what was mine
 You had a million chances to prove me wrong when I was right
 I'm not what you had in mind
 I've spent many hours screaming, while my feelings were concealed
 Now I wanna take a moment and tell you how I really fell
 Don't blame my unforgiveness you can't have what is gone
 Quit searching for an answer, what we had is done
 Could I ever take it back, and start again.
 Today's the day I walk away, and realize this is the end
 Trust, some fucked up word you often misunderstood
 Last time we talked I took a walk and learned to forget your name