This Material is Tragic

You were a serial lover
I knew it was bound to end
But I just didn’t know how
I just didn’t know when

I can’t look at you the same way
When a game was all you wanted to play
I answer the phone, have nothing to say
Distance myself because I just couldn’t trust you, baby

I’m the best thing
That could ever happen to you
And to know that you could
Let me go so easily
So frequently
Just proves so no one
Should ever love you

I wish you end up alone
A recluse
Bound to you own home

You’re so stupid when it comes to love
When you had the perfect girl
You became such a cowardly fool

You may say I’m bitter
But who wouldn’t be after loving you?
For once I’m not going to take the high road
Because I feel that this treatment is due

So, I need to get it out
I need to get it out
I f!@#ing hate you
And that’s what this songs about


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