Hey You! Thanks.

I liked you better as a memory
A ghost of the past, better let be
I controlled it, controlled the dreams
And told myself it was good for me
I drank it up, swallowed it down, see?
I cut it all open to watch myself bleed
The pills were right there, just within reach
And I can't resist this feeling
Because it's numb, and you're dead
And I can kill you for every word you said
You killed me, it's only fair to let me cut off your head
And drown it in the toilet, let it bleed all over your bed
You told me what I wanted to hear
Come here and make me fear
You again, you're losing your grip on me
Because I'm finally starting to wean
Myself from the alcoholic happy
I'm smiling again, because I can scream
At the world for just being me
And I can run around playing like a kid again
Because you're no longer here, again.
Thank you for making me strong, again