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I was sated with there being an us,
You were impatient and rushed;
You set me up to be deceived,
Thoughtless of the pain I received.

I no longer pain and jeer,
I no longer worry or fear;
That is all I used to do,
Now, I no longer have to.

I supported you and your child,
Treated me ways too savage to be wild;
After I would come home to clean,
And I cooked, but you got so mean.

I no longer regret and cry,
I no longer listen or try;
That is all I used to do,
Now, I no longer have to.

It used to be us,
It used to be trust;
It used to be one,
It used to be fun...

That is what it used to be,
But you no longer have me.

I took your daughter in as my own,
I had got us a home once I got grown;
You did not appreciate me at all,
You cheated all night without a call.

I no longer touch and feel,
I no longer plead or kneel,
That is all I used to do,
Now, I no longer have to.

You left me and let my heart linger,
Left your child while being a swinger;
I only got fidelity before you proposed,
But that shows how the game goes.

I no longer talk and phrase,
I no longer nourish and raise,
That is all I used to do,
Now, I no longer have to.

It used to be care,
It used to be there;
It used to be touch,
It used to be much...

That is what it used to be,
But you no longer have me.