Tasting like cigarettes and monster
Sounding like heartache and disaster
Hearing every other word I say
Saying what you want to make me give you your way
Feeling as guilty as a peacock feather
Always pretending everything magically goes away like the weather
Playing the victim of the crime
Using and abusing as if it’s a rhyme
Refusing to choose your battle
Flirting with other girls causing a rattle
Constantly trying to make up a reason
Finding a way to get back at me while cheesin
Never seeing the pain you caused me
Causing me to fall on my knee
Making goodbye a piece of cake
No longer feeling that ache
Moving on with life for good
Getting treated the way I should
Goodbye my friend for now and ever
Next time I’ll think twice before I promise someone forever