I write these songs I'll never sing Walk like I'm the ******* queen Don't give a **** 'bout anything Boy you were so mean to me
But that's okay 'cause this ain't love Never will be, never was I'm sure you didn't mean to give me hope But that's alright because I'm over it
I'm over you, over me, Over whatever the **** we were supposed to be And I'm left here alone with my thoughts again Neither a prayer nor a friend To talk this out and lay to rest
And this bed is so much colder now Despite you never being in it I just feel the potential, overwhelming
Took my body, not my heart Not like I had one for you to take in the first place
I hate your face, but I love the way you used me Called me over, ****** me up Physically bruised me Guess you couldn't really even lose me
I was never yours, just a lonely girl with hours to spend In a practically stranger's bed And now I'm left alone with my thoughts again
Nothing I say ever makes sense And you sensed that in me Detached from me On a mad quest for not my mind, my body Senses intermixed - boy you wish But you were just a short term solution to a long term problem My mind's got pollution, need a potion just to fix it Drink away my sorrows - don't even got a fake But the smile on my painted face is fake enough to convince poor ******* like you to Get me a drink Give me a dance Send me a wink For a night Same time next week, I'll be on the floor in tears My vision going weak
'Cause no matter how hard I act like it don't matter I find myself getting madder and madder Walking right under the ladders 'Cause my life couldn't get sadder
And I know someday I'll really be over you - you being the one night stands - When I'm twenty-two and respected with love from a man not a boy You couldn't break my heart if it never was beating And the feeling in my mind is that my patience is depleting - Like the battery on my cell I stare at for, well, ten hours a day Just trying to find a way to say I never cared about you anyway
I would if I could You were never any good Got my number in your contacts Won't ever text me back
So I'm jaded and alone Because you won't pick up that phone I know I will never love you, just thought the things you said were true About sticking around And not letting me down Like all those other people I've had to kick to the ground
Oh well, I guess closure's overrated And in the end I'll never make it
Just a girl with a pen and a ****** up head Staring her shadow down through the night In her cold and empty bed