You were broken and you wanted me to fix you.
And as I did you grew and saw the things you could do.
Never would’ve hurt you but you went ahead and broke me.
Lately all the pain I feel is in my gut from all this whiskey.
You didn’t even care to check on how I’m feeling after.
You just left and now my room resonates with all your laughter.
Now you’re moving on, I just hope he treats you right.
And if he don’t I swear I would in any other life.
The other day saw you so I turned and ran away.
All the memories just rushed me, still don’t get why you couldn’t stay.
I know that you don’t love me so please tell me why you’re lying.
I’ve never been this hurt before, are you happy that I’m dying?