You ain't calling the shots anymore, 'cause I don't care anymore
For you anymore, or me
Wasted, lying, tired of trying and I can't seem to see a thing worth my life anymore
My soul's left the floor and he's left it all to me
And your gods don't know when, your gods don't know when
But I hope they keep your dirty little tricks from
And there are things that I cannot say, 'cause He/ she (?) don't care anymore
The bones hit the floor and you've run away
Wasted, lying, tired of trying and I can't seem to see a thing worth my life anymore
My soul's left the floor and I guess he left it all to me
And your gods don't know when, your gods don't know when
But I hope they keep your dirty little tricks from me