When you left me standing there
I felt like such a clout
My heart was filled with agony
My mind was filled with doubt
I turned around to walk away
Pretending not to care
I felt so wicked foolish
Hurting more than I could bare
Next time you break up with me
I know I'll follow through
I'll never call you back again
You ******* I love you
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
When you left me standing there
I felt like such a clout
My heart was filled with agony
My mind was filled with doubt
I turned around to walk away
Pretending not to care
I felt so wicked foolish
Hurting more than I could bare
Next time you break up with me
I know I'll follow through
I'll never call you back again
You ******* I love you
Pure fiction, but I liked the turnaround at the end
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