the long goodbyes and lonely drives were all in fucking vain    i'd treat you right but i'm too nice to keep you entertained    i hope someday you figure out just what the fuck you need   another guy, more qualified to keep you on your knees    i don't owe you any fucking letters    i hear you cry but i'm all out of fucking sympathy   i hope someday you understand this better    but don't you dare think that you'll ever fucking hear from me    i still have that stupid fucking letter that you sent    i still have some questions about what you fucking meant    i still have those stupid fucking pictures that we took; locked away, collecting dust, it hurts to fucking look    for the times that you cried by my side, and the times that you lied to my face; FUCK YOU!    i take it all back.