Brutal Knowledge

I'd like to believe this is neither of our faults.
Your incompetence is difficult to ignore, and I never cared about you anyways.
So let's tear this down.
It was all a fucking charade.
Call it what you will I don't care.
Apologies only count when they are sincere and I wouldn't mind correspondence becoming no longer.
It was a bad decision and your friends aren't going to convince me.
I am never going back home.