I broke it off,
You made me feel bad,
But I dont regret it,
Not even a tad.
We dont talk,
Well not anymore,
I know you hate me,
For walking out the door.
I dont really know,
If i'm sorry or not,
It just had to be done,
I was losing the plot.
So, you can avoid me,
Not give me a chance,
And when we see each other,
Don't even give me a glance,
But don't ever expect me,
To come running back,
Cause you stress me out,
I could have a heart attack.
The last thing I have,
To say to you,
Is thanks for the help,
But now I've found somebody new.
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