This is the end of the road.
I won't sit here and miss you any longer.
I played my part,
I tried desperately to get you back,
And you walk by me as if you never knew me.
You don't know my name, and you sure as hell never loved me.
So screw you. You're a jackass, and you're wasting my time.
Time that I could be giving to someone who wants it.
You're damn straight, I'm angry.
A step beyond, if you wanna get technical about it.
But it doesn't matter to me anymore.
You are a !@#$%^&*()^%%%$@#@#!#@%!
And if you walk out in front of a train tomorrow,
I might stop having the bus dream. :)
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