And I know
You’ll never save me from letting go
or losing control
Once again
I confess that I must pretend
To be a good friend when I’m the enemy

Adversary is now ordinary
Blame is a game that’s become customary
Impressionable
Vengeance dominating my thoughts

Discontent
I take it all out and claim my revenge
Proceed with contempt
In the end
I’m obsolete and irrelevant

No need to contend, this is the end of me

No need to contend, when I’m the enemy.