Well, I don't like you anymore
And fallen for the phone again
Enticed me for a second time today[1]
Only for me to realize the same[2]

I don't like you anymore
Cracked and your face is changing
You're going down the old route
But I can't let you repeat and repeat it again
The sound of your voice
Is piercing my patience
As you turn through the midnight corridors

Kindly keeping in your resent
Retire to the setting a hate
Drying in an old familiar cast
Twitching as I fear it's far too late

'Cause I don't like you anymore
I don't like you anymore

I don't like you anymore
Cracked and your face is changing
You're going down the old route
But I can't let you repeat and repeat it again
The sound of your voice
Is piercing my patience
As you turn through the midnight corridors

And there's stuff in the corridors
There is no escape from these
No offence to your trap and be your disease
Well you are just a something to cease
And you swear that you think that you tease[3]
But you pout which is about
And your final lie can be described as fine
It can be described as fine[4]