A Week In July - Without The Bitter Lyrics

What are we fighting for? Wish i didnt know your name. Dont try to come back, it will never be the same, so now you think you know everything. Im happy your gone, now we know your lame. I would rather spit than see your face, soon the world will know that youre a waste,we dont care now so i ask you please will you stop? stop trying trying to be someone your not. long may you roam, boy without a home its not your fault no one raised you to be loyal. its much better without you around. I dont want to even hear a sound from you again, forever. I hope our ties remain severed. long amy you roam, boy without a home long may you ride on all your little lies