I’m done with you


You don’t know what’s going on in my mind

Nine times out of ten you don’t seem to care

How dare me think the opposite

Eight times out of nine

You told me you were mine

It felt so divine

Seven times out of eight

You made me feel great

Never did I debate if it was really a front

Don’t deny that six times out of seven

You made me feel like we belonged in heaven

Now I feel devastated

Because five times of out of six

You said you would fix your attitude

and instead of giving gratitude

Four times out of five

We got into a fight

And three times out of four

You blamed me and didn’t take responsibility for yours

Two times out of three

You blame it again on me

One out of two

I’m done with you

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