[For her.]
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You’ve had your chance
You and I are through
I’m done with this manic dance
I don’t want to be with you.
You’ve made your bullshit case
I’ve made my points known
That I never again want to see your face
Your chances are blown.
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I’ve moved on, I do not want you anymore
You were obsessive, controlling
I will not be your little bitch anymore
I will not be a victim, no more abusing
One last time I scream “No!“
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No to your calls
No to seeing you
No to hearing your voice
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I’m not yours to talk to
I’m not your love, or “baby”
This is the last warning I’ll give to you
Now, leave me.