Every time I think I wanna go back I remember how I was mistreated
How I felt defeated
I read the text messages I should have deleted
I keep them to remember that I deserve better
Not sure why you were intimidated by a go getter
How can I forget the days I use to love you
Now Im not so easily moved
Those feelings are gone
Disappeared out of the blue
I'm so much happier now
No more lady sings the blues
They always come back
They never break up with you
I can't go back
It would be like eating vomit off the bottom of my shoes
That's just how I see it
A lifetime of struggle and misery
Glad I made it over
The past is the past its called history ~SJ
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