Breaking up is hard to do.

The curl of your lips in a constant sneer

Your too tight embrace as you pull me near

Tears on my pillow beside you at night

Sapping my will ’til I’m too weak to fight

The smirk in your voice as you speak my name

I’m a joke, I’m your toy, I’m a freak, it’s a game

You want everything as it has been before

But, Fear, I’m just not your girl anymore.

 

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