P.S. - Don't Write - Pencey Prep

While you were fucking off,
I went and found something new.
Packed up all my shit.
Stole back all my tapes.
Left your spare key under the mat.
This is not a joke.
You'd better learn to take a hint,
Cause I'm not coming back.
Maybe you'll understand when you're waking up alone.
In a cold and empty bed.

If you're reading this, I'm gone.
Happy birthday.
PS - Don't write,
Cause you will not get a reply.

While you were fucking off.
I got my life in shape.
Somewhere along the line,
I found a hidden strength, that I didn't know I had.
Standing on my own.
Cutting all the strings that you used to control.
Surprise surprise.
I am long gone.

If you thought you could keep me down.
By holding me up.
You were wrong.
You don't call the shots anymore.

While you were fucking off.
I learned to love myself again.
Even better now,
I learned to hate you.
C'est la vie, baby.
We're through.
See you around.
Maybe on the sixth of never.