Move On

I will never reason with myself in your defense
 Or try to see your twisted point of view
 The jury and the judge already let the gavel fall
 Court is out, there's nothing I can do
 And it is not a question of belief on your behalf
 I think it is your word that bleeds the doubt
 And like a wound that never heals, infected from within
 I won't survive if I don't bleed you out
 You wear me out and hold me back
 I don't want to be tied down
 I'm not done fighting yet
 I know I've gotta move on, move on
 No, I'm not done fighting yet
 Careful chords and metaphors can make a person care
 The intervention I was praying for
 Regardless of some clever words I write in my despair
 I notice you're not listening anymore
 You wear me out and hold me back
 I don't want to be tied down
 I'm not done fighting yet
 I know I've gotta move on, move on
 No, I'm not done fighting yet
 No
 I won't let myself forget
 No
 All the fucked up things you did
 No
 You wear me out and hold me back
 I don't want to live that way
 I don't want to be like that
 I know I've gotta move on, move on
 No, I'm not done fighting yet
 No
 No, I'm done fighting
 I'm not done fighting yet