Please Shut the Door On Your Way Out!

you've proved your point, now it's time you exit this joint, I've had enough of you.... your talk just makes me blue, you think you know it all you are just full of gall you make me scratch my head, wishing I was dead I will not dance with you, around those things untrue you've caused me agony I guess you're pleased to see, but that's over now, I will foget somehow all those tales told me to bring me to my knee you'd better leave right now or I'll show you how, you may learn to fly as good as you lie when out the window you go, as I will cheerfully throw you bag of vicious stuff, I have heard enough!!