You said you want it back now that we've both grown
But you cant take back what you've never owned
And you cant change the fact
That you weren't here to face the strain

You said you want it back but look just what you've done
You've made it out that im the son of a gun
Thats it was you who hurt
That it was you who felt the pain

And by the by I'll take it on the chin
You'll try and try but you wont win
You lost it
When you refused to board the train

And by the by its with a pinch of salt
That I sing these words it's your-own-fault
That you lost it
Theres nothing here for you to gain

I thought I'd bite my lip and act on what they said
"You can drink all you like but you'll never forget
That its you who hurt
That its you who deserves the fame"

"The only way out is to confront what she's done
To try and change her way of thinking, that its only begun
Whilst showing her
That two can play at that game"

And so i planned to take it on the chin
To back away when she leant in
And to prove that
She was wrong

I planned to take it one step at a time
A systematic deconstruction and a steady decline
Try and prove that
She's no more than a song

Now I plan to simply let it lie
To shy away to say goodbye
For the last time
I give in

I plan to back away to never see her again
She's got what she wants, its her who'll win
And all because
She knows she's the Eighth.Deadliest.Sin