You're such an asshole and sometimes I'd wish you'd die.
I wish your ass would pay for all the times you made me cry.
I know I mess up and I make mistakes.
But I never thought you would resort to all this hate.
Don't you miss me? Just a little bit? Or even at all?
It sucks that you don't even say hi whenever I try to call.
I'm done with the trying. I'm done with the tears being shed.
I'll just do you a favor, I'll stay away. I'm practically dead.