Good Cop, Bad Cop

You can hide behind your sicknesses and make a list of all there names
they were excuses to hide behind when apologies fell short
well that’s the story of your life it’s titled «tragedy»
nobody’s buying
nobody cares
because the smoke still lingers on from all the bridges that you burnt
but that’s all your fault
so if the noose is around your neck
maybe this time kick the chair
and put on a show for all the people
who couldn’t care any less
do them all a favor