I've gotta say, I've gotta say...   I'm done writing you songs every day   Not everything is just like on our screens   This is a cliffhanger season finale      You're done, you're done   You're getting cut   I'm so sick of the words I carefully place   You don't care, why am I wasting my time?   But this isn't sad,   It's just the truth, so let it go   Nothing is how we see it, though      You've gotta say, you've gotta say...   You want me here if I'm to stay   Not anything is there for me to see,   So tell me where you want me to be      You're done, you're done   You're getting cut   I'm so sick of the words I carefully place   You don't care, why am I wasting my time?   But this isn't sad,   It's just the truth, so let it go   Nothing is how we see it, though      My face is on fire   I feel the pressure   I can't say what I want to you   This is so hard to do      You're done, you're done   You're getting cut   I'm so sick of the words I carefully place   You don't care, why am I wasting my time?   But this isn't sad,   It's just the truth, so let it go   Nothing is how we see it, though      Am I done?   Am I getting cut?