So now we're done
the song's been sung..
I do not care
if you stomp or stare.
You pushed the line
too many times.
I built a wall
to resist it all.

So now my heart
will not take part.
I'm on alert
for your next hurt,
instead I choose to go away
I'll not return on any day.

I do not like you
or what you do,
and today the truth
was loud, uncouth.
Yet what is seen
is real and keen.
One can't deny
nor tell self lies.

It's time to go
and this I know,
for you'e unkind
and I'm not blind.
And so it is, I wish you well
now please, dear sir, go back to hell.