Listen to the narcissist harp on again
but there’s no one left to hear my story
I’ve managed to destroy every little thing
but I’ve lost nothing as far as I am concerned
So, did you forget about me?
Because I will always remember you
The silence is sweet, yes the silence is grand
I just need something to ride this out
Now we’ve passed the end of this story
we’re waiting for the epilogue where we grieve
So, you did forget about me?
Well honey, that’s such a surprise
It’s just an act but you carry it well
I’m actually envious
I wish I could be someone else
instead of who you believe I am