I will not be the thorn in your side
We both know that you lied and I’ll leave it at that
There’s no going back [I like to think I wouldn’t want to]
Remember when I broke for you?
Well I was just a joke to you.
Revel in your witticism —
Did you imagine I’d be different?
You can keep her dirty hands
She’s enticing, I was bland.
I turn my back on your wandering eye,
Your overused prose and your hand on her thigh
I hope you find warmth in the ice of her veins
I hope you find peace when the guilt fades away
I hope you don’t find yourself missing me —
You’re just a tainted memory.