Warning

Warning

He deserves way better than you

Just rid yourself from his life

Like a flowers petals wither away from their stem

I’m so sick

So sick of the way you’re able to walk in and out whenever you please

Sometimes we wish you were gone

So our battle would be won

But that too would hurt him

So we just put on a grin

But he’s done

Done being hurt and pushed in the dirt

One day he’ll be done with you

And finally we will too

Be done with you

This is the last call

Of your forewarning