the fireflies are mating in my backyard
and it's the prettiest thing i've ever seen.

i'm really glad that you are getting sick of me now. then once i move out you don't have to bother with me anymore. so, keep getting sick of my shit since you claim i'm 'miss big shot' now. i'm no big shot, i'm merely i shed of life, really. i'm dull and dumb. i have no character to me whatsoever.

but it's alright, i'm not going to be controlled by anyone, only by myself, because i learned that i'm the only one who can control me.

i'm not putting out my cigarette and i'm dropping out. now tell me, you full of me now?
because i'd like to be out of your life forever.