Insincere

What do you do when you fuck up everything
Do you sit and mope, and give up all hope
Or maybe some of us go for a rope

You never notice what they do
Until they se-per-ate from you

Whatever you do don't cut and bleed
This Bitch ain't worth it, there is no need
Fuck her, Fuck me, Fuck the Embassy

Don't need your apologies, they're full of shit
Don't want your speech, I'm sick of it

You couldn't even give me time
Time to try and make you mine
Time to try and make up my mind

I'm through with you, I've found someone new
Only if you knew, now what the fuck you gonna do?

I hope you realize this was your fault
You gonna sit and mope, and give up all hope
Or even better, maybe now you'll go for the rope...