It's pretty clear
You want to jump ship,
Sick of my ****,
Your flirting in front of my eyes,
And that's fine,
I know I've never been enough,
For you, for my mother,
For anyone.
So go ahead,
And jump ship.
Swim with the fish.
That you know you love more than me.
Just don't expect me to throw you a life preserver
When the tide drags you down,
I hope you can breath under water like her.
I hope you ******* drown.