It’s like I’m in this dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won’t work
All it takes is one song on the radio
You’re right back on it reminding me all over again
How you fucking just brushed me off and left me so burnt
Spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I’m coming for closure
Don’t suppose an explanation I’m owed
For the way that you turned your back on me
Just when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was over?
You could just close the
Chapter and go about your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
Well, I’ve never recovered, but tonight I bet ya that what
You’re ’bout to go through’s tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can’t think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind saying, “Let it go, fuck this”
Heart’s saying: “I will, once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset”

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through, oh you had me pegged the first time
You can see the truth but it’s easier to justify
What’s bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy
(Follow me I run, follow me I run)
I just hate to be the bad guy
(Follow me I run, follow me I run)

And to think, I used to think you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I worshipped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it
Not this time, you better go and get the sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sew, nitwit
Thought some time would pass and I’d forget it? Forget it
You left our family in shambles
And you expect me to just get over him, pretend he never existed?
May be gone, but he’s not forgotten
And don’t think cause he’s been out the pictures
So long that I’ve stopped the plotting and still ain’t coming to getcha
You’re wrong and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, same shit you did to me; cold
Have you any idea the shit that I’ve gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pent up resentment I hold on to
Not once you call to ask me how I’m doing
Letters, you don’t respond to ’em
Fuck it, I’m coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to than you, the cause of my problems
My life is garbage and I’m ’bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I’m gone, voosh
And…

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through, oh you had me pegged the first time
You can see the truth but it’s easier to justify
What’s bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy
(Follow me I run, follow me I run)
I just hate to be the bad guy
(Follow me I run, follow me I run)

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