Gwenevere Cornwell (March 24,1997)
Because of What You Did
You tell me I can't do anything right
You tell me I'm wasting my breath
You tell me I'm useless
You tell me I should die
You got your wish, what's wrong?
You didn't think I'd do it?
Didn't think I'd have the guts?
‘Cause you called me a coward
Did you think that it wouldn't happen eventually?
That your words would just bounce off?
Didn't you call me too sensitive?
That I over-reacted, you said
Perhaps you thought I was too stupid
To do what was smarter than staying
In a world where I was ‘unloved and unwanted'
According to what you were saying
Anyway, who cares, right?
It's what you wanted, regardless
So do whatever you want now I'm gone
And there's no one to pick on
I'm happier where I am
Hope you get what you deserve
The place you're going will be the same
As being in my shoes, while alive
Because of what you did to me
I left for a better place
It back-fired, didn't it, because I'm happy
And you can go to hell
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