You were an expensive hobby Costing me leg and arm Coaxing me into choices With you charisma and charm Its too late now The damage is done By ruining my well-being Did you have fun And when you pack your things up Does it happen to bring up Me and the way it used to be Does it ever remind you Of how I made you smile Do I come up When you could be Better for me I hope these words cut Like the knife in my side They tear into you Like you in my pride With pen and paper Im sending this note Please don't distort Theres nothing left to hope You can dish it out Cant take mine Youre out of touch Im out of time This is my regards Is it so bad To take what we had Thrash it up Make it a fad Sign here yours truly I'll never pa** up the chance to let you down I hope things are miserable in your new town The only thing I got from you was a bad habit Be sure to leave your heart open I'll be sure to stab it