Treasure Island

Savannah Allison

(August 21 1990)

Ex-Boyfriend


At first i felt a little bad for you,
I felt a little sad for you,
but then i was just glad for you,
cuz you got what you deserve,

You havent got me anymore,
your someone i dont wanna see anymore,
I couldnt believe you anymore,
because your just a liar,

I never loved you, you know,
if you loved me you never let it show,
and now im glad you had to go,
because i have moved on,

You can watch me walk as i walk away,
cuz im not an idiot, Im not gonna stay.
and i have only one thing left to say,
'Screw you! ! '

Oh and one more thing before i forget,
your with her, but you'll regret,
you'll be missin me i bet,
but you had your chance.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 26, 2011
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