Before you leave

I left your bags on the steps Everything you stole from me is there; I’ve double checked

Oh but don’t go now! You’ll forget your plastic crown! The one that was gold Or so I was told

Stop! Don’t leave yet! You’ll forget your jacket! We wouldn’t want your stone cold heart To get any colder

Oh but wait! Just one more thing! Your ring! Let’s get it back on the hand you used to stab me in the back

Well, It looks like your set But don’t you fret! I’m sure your plans aren’t over yet;

I guess we’ll see But you will never be

Ever loved again by me