Your life's work, is making me hurt Whether you mean to or not It's your desire, that we enter these fights And you always end up on top A little heartache well, it's a small price to pay If you know you can get what you want It's just your way, to keep raising the stakes You're in love with the thrill of the hunt But it stops tonight, for these wounds have yet to heal To call out into the dark, and get no reply That's something you should feel I've moved along, packed up my shit If you find anything I left behind, well, you can have it Let it clutter up your life, the way you cluttered up mine I can't explain this threshold for pain I have to believe, it came from a love A love misguided it's true, 'cause it was guided at you I had no idea, what you were capable of I walk away, I don't have to explain You know good and well how you treated me So move along and call off the dogs Go ahead and find your next prince 'Cause it stops tonight Though these wounds have yet to heal To call out into the dark, and get no reply That's something you should feel I have moved out, packed up my shit If you find anything I left behind, well, you can have it Let it clutter up your life, the way you cluttered up mine I hope it clutters up your life, the way you cluttered up mine