I guess that I shouldn't really be surprised you left a bad taste
Because horrible words taste the worst
And I've figured out that your songs are full of them
I can't forget how the way you spoke was so pretentious
Not every sentence is a ******* metaphor
And yours didn't even begin to make sense

No, I don't miss the late nights at your little Starbucks

Street lights aren't romantic, they're just lamps

And our drives weren't profound, they were reckless

Not every day has to be some stupid adventure
I can't believe I let you get away with saying wanderlust
And half the time I believed that's what it really was
You used me just to get some experience
I hope that I at least satisfied your curiosity
And that's really all I have left for you at this point

Because I've decided that I won't be able to forgive you

You make it so hard to open up to somebody else

And here's to hoping that wasn't your only goal

Because overall I still really miss you
I'd take the bad sides if only I could get the good
And that's testimony to how much you've ruined me
Yes, I miss you telling me how my eyes look in the sun
Your voice would still be comfort in the night
And I'd take anyone before you but I'd still pick you first

So maybe one day I'll navigate to better shores

I'll look back and say with sincerity that I hate you

And I'll get on with my ******* life