Who needs a man like you when my own words complete me
No more covering my souls’ sensitive susceptibility
As you would shade over fair skin, like a marquee
Can’t you see?
My mental solace is far greater than we
So allow me to move on rather than feeling like your escapee
Now I think I would much rather be free
Wouldn’t you agree?
You are loony for not letting me be
I do not believe anyone would disagree
Go away now, you hear me?
Oh...and please return my key
Sincerely, Crazy Ex Girlfriend
Written by: @genevieve © Genevieve Kubica