self serving with a purpose

Next time my heart breaks in cold rage
I'll be in your page
Waves of misunderstanding crashing
Demanding passage thru

Don't tell me I've changed
Don't tell me I've changed

You've got your rights
Don't mean it's right, ethical, or sane
I'm not your type you're behind me
Don't remind, regret

Don't tell me I've changed
Don't tell me I've changed
I'm not like you thought
I'm not like you thought

Still "Desperate is as desperate does"
Self served purpose, grasping straws
Ugly hate and ill bred heart
Misunderstanding from the start