There was nothing left for me to do,
no remnants of the old in the new,
and I paused to read the time,
and lost momentum for the climb.

Don't you know that I haven't forgiven you,
(repeat)

You stumble up the adjacent stairs to your right,
as you wander home from your night,
no-one knows how lonely it feels,
to tread a miles in those heals.

Don't you know that I haven't forgiven you,
(repeat)

Eyes all lit up for you,
with the promise of something new,
But my skin burns with anger for everything that you do.

Don't you know that I haven't forgiven you,
(repeat)