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