Guess it did not really matter
You don’t need him

I gave you everything
And still you treat me like I’m nothing
Ignoring me
Over and over again
Thinking what I did wrong
I have a habit
Of loving what is destructive
Besides the cigarettes
And hazy drunken nights
I loved you

And you sure had the power
to make me feel

I deserve better

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