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Ungrateful was an understatement. Tuesday, September 16, 2008 4:51 pm

Why would you lie to me?
After all that we've been through.
After the love I gave you.

How could i trust you when all you do is tell your lies?
you're killin me inside.

You could tell your lies
I dont really care what you feel inside
all you ever did was make me cry
maybe one day you'll realize
that you had a good girl in your life


I guess I'll just keep on moving.
Maybe someday I'll finally get where I'm going.


You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, even months
analyzing a situation, trying to put the pieces together.
Justifying what could've, should've, would've happened.
Or you can just leave the pieces on the floor
and realize there's a reason they're down there.

Now I'll write "I love you" down the same number of times
you said it to me;
& then i'll shove all the pages down your throat
so you can use them on the next
girl who thinks your her world.

This new season i am starting over,
and that means forgetting everything about you.
this is goodbye. i'm not answering my phone tonight.
i won't let you use me anymore.
i won't let you just string me along anymore.


And one day when you wake up
And realize that I was the only one for you,
Dont you dare come back to me.
My arms are not going to be wide open
and welcome whenever you please.
I was yours once, but baby, im gone now.


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