A Word Before You Go

Wait, don’t go yet, I think there’s one more bottle left
I know you got time and, as usual, you’re very well dressed
I’ve even saved a few goodies for this very special moment
Wait, don’t go yet, the sun hasn’t risen yet

I don’t know where to begin
On my mind there are so many things
I never really liked your perfume
Your bling I hated even more
I wasn’t always honest with you
And you were right most of the time
I wanted to apologize
For all the books and stuff I…

… borrowed from you and never gave back
For all your things that vanished into thin air

Wait, where are you going? The music is still playing
It is cozy in here and the candles are still burning
Some dangerous freak is roaming the streets outside
Letting you go now just doesn’t feel right

I have almost run out of rhymes and I am not done yet
Being with you was a punishment I had to accept
You have willingly hurt me and enjoyed every moment
You are a bad person and you need instant atonement

Baby, you can leave now
Baby, I’m so through with you
Baby, don’t you ever come back
Baby, don’t ever call me again