Sonntag, 19. November 2017

Poor guy

Please stop blowing up my phone
When you're drunk or all alone.
I told you someday I'll be gone
And well, you see, poor guy,
I've moved on.
And though you've done me wrong, millions of times,
I fought for you for ages 
But now it's time to turn the pages 
Or better be closing that damn book 
Cause you thought I'd stay stuck.
But well you see, poor you, I don't even give a fuck. 
You wasted so much time 
Cheating and lying.
Please, I beg you: don't come back now crying. 
I don't take it seriously 'cause you're such a coward.
Telling people I was stalking you
Although it's been you always calling, texting and coming through.
While I was moving forward
Away from you.
Please just shut the fuck up 
Had enough of your ridiculous games
I feel sorry for the next victim you will blame.
But that's none of my business anymore 
I told you I'll be moving on for sure.
Well accept the fact,
I won't be coming back no more.