Thanks alot...

I'd like to thank you fro screwing up this.

I'd like to thank you for leading me a miss.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I like to be hurt.

Left standing in the dirt.

I like crying my eyes out at night.

Lets not forget the fight.

The struggle to not leave.

Its taking over me.

Soon I'll go.

And its then you'll know.

You screwed up.

Not me.

I'm done.

I'm gone.

And you're the one to blame...