Leave

You can call your brothers

You can call your whore

You’re the mug banging on my door

You can scream and shout

You can let it all out

But I won’t let you in

I won’t let you win.

So leave me now

Like you left before

We know that’s all your good for

So we will call it day

As it turns in to night

This time my friend, you’ll remember as the battle you didn’t fight…