Never liked you
Only pretended
In fact, I made
Every effort
To contaminate your name
Just for kicks

So if you insist
On haunting the ruins of our old social scene
Well
I won't be the one to stop you
By the way
By the way
I was lying when I said
You were nothing
Like your mother

None of this is going to work out the way you imagined
If you have to ask then you already know
I've been seeking out new territories of abandon
Every since you left me low

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): James Kearns, James McAdams