Why didn’t you find someone else to hurt?

I really didn’t want to have to do this again and again and again

You was mad at me Over poetry

I mean please

You was mad at me Over poetry

You said I was obsessed with my ex’s

That my selfies meant I wanted sex

Videos where too loud and uncoordinated

You didn’t even take me out on fucking dates!

You hated all my friends all my mates

I sounded like Victoria and I haven’t even fucking met her

You said you felt used and I was treating you like a mug

But when I tried to explain you wouldn’t pick up

Hated my words hated my books

Said I was turning into a common shmuck

When I told you I was struggling you didn’t want to give ‘one fuck’

So I am sorry that enough was enough

I don’t give a shit about Victoria

I don’t care about who wronged ya

I don’t give a shit about your bad reviews

And I defiantly

Right now

How I feel

I definitely

Have stopped

Caring

About

You.

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