No More Mrs. Niceguy

No one knows me
I'm cold
Miss the days when I'd sleep
And wake up at night
No one to yell at me
No one at all

What happened to me?
It seems surreal
So much trauma
How does one recover?
Can't do it with you
Can't do it alone either
Maybe I just can't do anything

No appetite
I look ill
I feel
It hurts too much

You drive me crazy
And treat me like I'm replaceable
I'm done, no more Mrs. Niceguy
Forget it, it ain't happenin
Go back to what's her face

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