That’s it
You’re done
Three strikes
And you’re out
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PACK YOUR SHIT UP
And get the hell out
You lost your place in my heart
And you’re not getting it back
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And no I don’t want you to “beg for me back”
Your words not mine
It hurts to know that even you think of me that way
And you say I’m the delusional one?
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I wished I listened to you
I wished I heeded your warnings
Hope is such a foolish thing to possess
And I’m finally putting mine to rest
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“Why?” you may ask.
“Surely I wasn’t that bad”
But you were and you are
And I refuse to be subject to that
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First thing’s first:
I can’t trust a single sour word from your sweet lips
Hear me out for a second
I’ll explain
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Your teeth weren’t steeped in falsehood like mine
They boasted half-truths and misdirection
And they excelled at deflection
A skill crafted to perfection
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And that defense was complemented by phenomenal projection
Coupled with top of the line ejection
You could barely answer a single question
A trait reminiscent of our most recent election
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And this flaw has no external correction
Rather lots of (and I mean lots) of reflection
And a hard fought battle
With your perpetual dejection
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“I think I’m fine just the way I am”
HA! I forgot how funny you were!
I can’t argue with that notion
But I think you need to look a little closer
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When my demons came up
When my skeletons came out
I casted them out
And I fought them back
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I gave more effort than I really should’ve
To someone who didn’t want to do the same
And it’s really a fucking shame
Still don’t get it? Let me put it this way:
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I DID MY FUCKING WORK
Where was yours?
It was WAY past the deadline
And I got tired of waiting
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I just wanted to be your ride or die
But instead you left me out to dry and cry
And when I asked for a change
Well, you couldn’t be bothered to try
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I have a query for you:
Do you KNOW what it’s like to love someone who doesn’t feel the same or care?
That kind of chemical warfare is TRULY too much bare
You violated the Geneva Conventions, but you don’t really care
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Since I love you
I really hope you never have to feel what I felt
But maybe that’s what it’ll take
For you to get it through your head
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I just wanted you to love me
Like how I loved you
Maybe not in the same way
But with the same fire and ferocity
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So that’s it
You’re done
Three strikes
And you’re out
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Pack your shit up
And get the hell out
You lost your place in my heart
And until the day you love me
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You’re not getting it back