Consigned To Oblivion

Now it's your turn to bleed.

You think I'm sitting here
Waiting for the phone
Waiting on you again
Sitting here alone

Well I've got news for you, dear
Setting these old letters aflame
I'm not waiting for you anymore
I'm showing you the door

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I'm letting go of you
Your memory consigned to oblivion
I can't take it anymore
So I'm throwing it out the door

You always had a way
Of highlighting my insignificance
Tearing me back down
Every time I'd built myself up

Night after night I sat
Waiting for the call that never came
But if it's all the same to you, dear
I think now's your turn

[Chorus]

You sure do have a way, dear
But your talent's wasted on me
Now's your turn, now's your turn
Now's your turn to bleed

[Chorus x2]