Have a lot to say for the one who walked away,
three times, like a heavy footed ballet,
made sure you took your aim and had your say,
we must have been a script and our love was all play,
have a good day, thanks for proving me right,
even in the end you couldn't be polite,
i kept my insults to myself despite you attacking me night after night,
projecting all your bullshit on me but it's alright,
no matter how i write, i forgive but never forget,
sure i feel like i'm lost, i regress but never regret,
actions speak wonders, it's clear you were deadset,
on casting me aside like an old cassette,
only with my guitar do i fret, beautiful sounds resting on my knee,
i truly apologize i'm not some guy with a degree,
doesn't make me any less wiser, so maybe till i'm thirty,
get off my mind, give back my heart and stay away from me.