The hit

It's not me, it's you

The hit
I'll count on it to get you going when I read and dont respond
I cant count the times Ive spelled this out, but you kept on clinging on
The guilt trips you sent me on, the bitchy threats by phone are gone. Im through.
Im getting even for every boy that ever loved a girl like you

Across the bed you turn your head
Like I dont know that youre texting him
I bet you thought youd get out without a word from me

I dont want to be your boyfriend
Lets set that straight
Just remember my friends come first and
THAT WONT CHANGE
Every time you said I love you more
I hope you know this is a crime youll pay for
And when his tongue moves past your teeth
The only thing youll taste is me.

You bet Im glad that I never bought the ring
Because in the two week break where you didnt want to marry me
I saw your picture with ready lips and the cute little sign you made for him
SICK!
Youre a horror movie come to life
The definition of what I cant take
And I know you know Im sick of saying this
But I'll do it anyway

In case you ask again, I made it clear
Feel me up. Kiss me. Whisper in my ear
You were a ten but youre nothing lately
You still want me, but its over baby

I dont want to be your boyfriend
Lets set that straight
Just remember my friends come first and
THAT WONT CHANGE
Every time you said I love you more
I hope you know this is a crime youll pay for
And when his tongue moves past your teeth
The only thing youll taste is me.

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