[For her.]
You’ve had your chance
You and I are through
I’m done with this manic dance
I don’t want to be with you.
You’ve made your bullshit case
I’ve made my points known
That I never again want to see your face
Your chances are blown.
I’ve moved on, I do not want you anymore
You were obsessive, controlling
I will not be your little bitch anymore
I will not be a victim, no more abusing
One last time I scream “No!“
No to your calls
No to seeing you
No to hearing your voice
I’m not yours to talk to
I’m not your love, or “baby”
This is the last warning I’ll give to you
Now, leave me.
