Goodbye

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I've escaped all your contorting cages

Immune to your call

I'm happier than I have been in ages

And that says it all


Should have been able to confide

Of betrayal, you are the King

The one and only time you cried

Was the very first time I felt nothing


I deserve so much more respect

What is it about me, you can't appreciate?

I shouldn't constantly be held suspect

Or be something you underrate


Two years is far too long to wait

Until you find me attractive

It's too little, it's too late

You were much too inactive


We obviously weren't anywhere close to fate

A massive mistake made by Cupid

Sometimes you would needlessly berate

And made me feel so stupid


You said you liked having a girlfriend

But not being with me specifically

Oh, how you used to condescend

And patronise, terrifically


You thought I could be really mean

I put up with a lot of your blemishes

Your shocking levels of personal hygiene

And your fucked up fetishes


Consuming was your insecurity

Gradually restricting my craziness

You twisted your wrongs back on me

I can't stand your laziness


And every time I tried to be sexy

You found it funny or cringe-worthy

So embarrassing, wanting apoplexy

Making me apprehensive and surly


I want someone with maturity

I don't want a little boy

Who can offer me no surety

I'm not your personal sex toy

That you can use at your leisure

Without returning the favour

I'm not a kind of disposable treasure

So, from you, I started to waver


Questioned my diminishing devotion

No wonder I started to misgive

After your ultimate betraying motion

Something I shouldn't have to forgive

You wish I broke up with you with emotion

By this point I had none left to give


My feelings, you used to maim

You've never felt what love is

Neither have I, but I don't make outlandish claims

Subject to self-obsessed analysis


Don't flatter yourself

Get a grip

With you, I didn't like myself

Our relationship was a shit tip


Mistakes I may attain

But at least I have some self-respect

I don't ever want to speak to you again

After this, what do you expect?


The truth, you can't accept

It's over, you have no alibi

Your bullshit I did intercept

Under your control, I no longer comply

My decision, I don't have to justify

It's something I'll forever standby

Never again will you make me cry

Since I left you, not once have I wept

And I don't have to speculate why

There's nothing left to say except


Goodbye

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