Behind my back you sold me out
The master plan must matter more
You scratch my back i claw yours
It′s no surprise
September burns ( spent the months like days )
I believed the things you said
Should′ve stayed away instead
You lost everything you had
It′s no surprise
All the effort gone to waste
Now i see your honest face
Here′s a taste of what we lost
What′s left to say? nothing more to say