You will not change so I will have to leave
The way things are I have no other choice
I cannot trust you, nor can I believe
a word you say, I really hate your voice.
That tone you take each time you tell a lie
I hear it and I know that what comes next
will shame the devil, make the angels cry
dishonesty that leaves me quite perplexed.
They say a Leopard cannot change its spots,
or will not, which I think applies to you.
But all your lies have tied your life in knots
incapable of knowing what is true.
You say you love me, just another lie.
You hate me that's why I must say goodbye.