We're living in repitition
Content in the same old shtick again
Now the routine's tourning to contention;
Like a production
Like going over and over and over roller coaster
Now I cannot speak
I lost my voice
I'm speechless and redundant
CauseI love you's not enough
I'm lost for words
Choreographed and lack of passion
Prototypes of what we were
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous
Taken for granted
Now I'm waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it