The more I think about it

the more anger seeps in

Such a cold and petty phrase

to throw it all away

Didn’t think you had it in you

to shut me down so hard, so well

Of course I learned to rely on you

you reached out, you were there

You dragged me out of hell

and along on your merry way

I got to live again through you

but now I guess that’s grown too much

for someone such as you

You don’t want hurt feelings?

We’re a little late for that

Hurt feelings come with canceled plans

and shades of being cast aside

But hey, it’s only me that’s hurt

You get your clean conscience

and I get to wallow in

all that I thought you’d save me from

Fuck it, I think I’m done