Good-bye Means I'm Glad You're Gone (p)

Those vapid eyes and rabid lust,
How could I thought to ever trust
A man with words but actions none
Wish I could say that it's been fun.

Manipulation’s an ancient game
Coincidence is, it’s your middle name!
You hide deceit with a charming smile
And ask for me to stay a while.

But I’ve learned my lesson, a time or two
And this is what I know is true:
To stay is pain, to love, insane;
Investing in you will yield no gain.

You can't hurt me if I no longer care
And I think that I am finally there.
So you can call me, write me, insult away
But you are less to me than a forgotten day.