Done With You

Boy! You

know exactly

what

you

do!

You were my best friend before you were mine

Then we crossed that line more than one time

I gave you my trust,

you gave me a lie

Still I kept hoping you’d finally try

You cheated, you hurt me,

then pulled me back near

You knew I still wanted you,

year after year

You’d make me feel chosen,

make me feel close Then drop me like I was

the one you needed least

You pull me in when I start to heal

Make me believe that this time it’s real

Then disappear and leave me on read

Another version of me plays dead

I’m done chasing you boy,

I’m done with your games You light up my phone just to

bury my name

You keep me close enough to keep me confused Then cut me

loose like you always do

I loved you hard,

but I’m choosing me

You don’t get another piece for free You can text me daily,

but I won’t come running You lost me for good — I’m

done, I’m done with you

You know every weakness,

you know every scar

You know how to find me no matter where I am

You say that you miss me,

you say you’ve changed But your words are just another way to

keep me chained

I start all over each time that you leave

Rebuild my heart, then you pull at the seams You never wanted

me, you wanted control A familiar heartbeat you could keep on hold

You pull me in when I start to heal

Make me believe that this time it’s real

Then disappear and leave me on read

Another version of me plays dead

Back up! Don’t say you miss me!

Back up! You don’t get to fix me!

You had my heart and you watched it break Now every message

is too damn late

I’m done!

I’m done! I’m done chasing you!

I wanted the friend that I knew before But you turned every

memory into a war

No more almost,

no more maybe

No more letting

you remake me

I’m done chasing you boy,

I’m done with your games You light up my phone,

but I won’t say your name

You keep me close enough to keep me confused But I’m not

the girl you can keep on a loop

I loved you hard,

now I’m finally free

You don’t get another piece of me

You can text me daily,

let the whole phone ring

I’m not coming back — I’m done with everything

boy

This is the last time you hear from me!

I’m done.