Creeping through the shadows
Sneaking up on me
A broken sort of happiness
Love, we aren't meant to be
I know we always thought
It would be you and me
But clearly we were mistaken
Love, you're hurting me
Holding on to this hope
Like you think it could be
We're over, I told you
Love, stop clinging so desperately
A perverse sort of joy
Has spread through me
Now I'm free of you
Love, you can't catch me
Love? Ha!
Who am I kidding?
Good riddance, I say
You were never good enough for me.