You were an expensive hobby

Costing me leg and arm

Coaxing me into choices

With you charisma and charm

Its too late now

The damage is done

By ruining my well-being

Did you have fun



And when you pack your things up

Does it happen to bring up

Me and the way it used to be

Does it ever remind you

Of how I made you smile

Do I come up



When you could be

Better for me



I hope these words cut

Like the knife in my side

They tear into you

Like you in my pride

With pen and paper

Im sending this note

Please don't distort

Theres nothing left to hope





You can dish it out

Cant take mine

Youre out of touch

Im out of time

This is my regards



Is it so bad

To take what we had

Thrash it up

Make it a fad

Sign here yours truly





I'll never pass up the chance to let you down

I hope things are miserable in your new town

The only thing I got from you was a bad habit

Be sure to leave your heart open I'll be sure to stab it






























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