SAD SOB STORY! :)

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If lying was a talent, baby, you'd be an expert.

I said that I could manage, fuck, I didn't need a lecture.

And you're so sick that you made me miss my best friend's birthday 'cause you hated how she pointed out that the jokes that you made about me weren't even ever really that funny, they were just to put me down.

I'm so glad we're over, no more fighting, then trying, then fighting again. You can keep the damn sofa, 'cause

I never liked the orange, but you hated the red.

Guess I had to let you go to know that I didn't need you in the first place.

Life's about learning, and it can show you that the hard way.

But I don't stalk your Instagram, 'cause I don't care to know, mate.

Who you've been sleeping with's no longer my business, and damn, it feels good, it feels great.

I moved on, but I just wanted to say best of luck to you, and I hope you're happy someday, but keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it anyway.

You can keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it anyway.

You can keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it anyway.

If being mean was a habit, you must be addicted.

It's hard to imagine what world you think you live in.

'Cause feuding when you throw the closest thing to you or punch your fist through the wall like it was made of sand. Darling, you're mad, worse than my dad.

You should get therapy or a punching bag.

And I'm so glad we're over, no more trying, then fighting, then fighting again.

And you can keep the damn sofa, 'cause I never liked the orange, but you hated the red.

So I had to let you go to know that I didn't need you in the first place. Life's about learning, and it can show you that the hard way.

But I don't stalk your Instagram, 'cause I don't care to know, mate.

Who you've been sleeping with's no longer my business, and damn, it feels good, it feels great.

I moved on, but I just wanted to say best of luck to you, and I hope you're happy someday, but keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it anyway.

You can keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it anyway.

You can keep your sad sob story, 'cause I. . .

I had to let you go to know that I didn't need you in the first place.

Life's about learning, and it can show you that the hard way. But I don't stalk your Instagram, I don't care to know, mate.

Who you've been sleeping with's no longer my business, and damn, it feels good, it feels great.

I moved on, but I just needed to say best of luck to you, and I hope you're happy someday, but keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it, I won't read it anyway.

You can keep your sad sob story, 'cause I won't read it, I won't read it anyway.

I won't read it anyway.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.