Texty: Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Three Cheers For Disappointment. Piss Off.

p-i-s-s-o-f-f hey

i remember way back when, when i wanted you to be mine
and now that i kinda had you i wonder was it all a waste of time and did it
make sense jumping into something knowing that i'd get hurt
i don't know but my boss thinks not it makes me less productive at work

and all my friends told me look out, cause you were treating me like (shit)
i swallowed my pride, and bit my tongue and tried to just deal with it
i blame the whatevership's termination on why things are never fine
i dreaded this moment from the day that we met, we have to say goodbye

now all i do is drink and smoke with all my friends
i regret not moving on even though i said i did, yeah blah blah
how many times do i have to call you just because you called me first, you see
we're nothing together but a bunch of obligations, that just make me feel worse

and why was i the last to know you were riding some other guy
and why should i have even cared that night you said you cried
well my stomach threw up my daily nutrition and your anti morals robbed me blind
i loved you and you blew it and you broke your own heart
so eat this last goodbye

and all that money we blew on each other
did it mean so little that you could just find another
to replace me, whatever i mean, piss off, go to hell
when can I get over this, stop hating myself

and as the days go on i'll find someone better
i'll go it alone and brave the cold weather
through the blizzard like conditions screaming if i'm still alive
piss off, this is the last goodbye

this is the last goodbye [repeat]