A song where I throw a semi-self-aware temper tantrum about a breakup.
My best friend of 3 years is gone
Not dead but alive, won't die in song
Some tests were given, and for once, I wasn't winnin' em
No, I'm not upset, I'm just every synonym
I do not want this to mean anything
But I can not say that it was a fling
I should be happy because you are happier
Everyone saying that I can be mad at her
But I don't wanna be, you are a part of me
That I cannot destroy
I have a blanket of yours and it stays in my closet
Reminding me of a time that I was your boy(best)friend
I don't want years of good to be pulled out of the pocket
So please let the record show that this is off it
The following isn't canon to how I actually feel
But that doesn't make these fleeting thoughts any less real
I'm more in touch with my emotions now than ever before
Those emotions being negative and constantly horrible
It's so adorable to see the two of you so happy
Aw don't worry, I won't get sappy
Is it that you fell out of love, well darn it has to be
I thought that you would open up when I said open sesame
A lowering tide, and a will to hide, that was the recipe
I thought you wanted more so I gave you the rest of me
I wanna ask you all sorts of unfair questions
like how long didn't you love me for?
Was it just those few months or was it more?
You were stuck with me but really just needed a bore.
I hope that you come crawling back (so I can say no)
You hope I have a heart attack (or at least I say so)
I wish that I could have more facts (so much I don't know)
About what was behind my back, got a knack
For the sack, so my hats off to who ever has to follow
I do everything big, I'm a man that's hard to swallow
And who you never made time for, except to be used
As some emotional support animal, when you couldn't choose
Anyone else, do you talk to him about me?
I don't think about you when I'm with other people
Or when I'm enjoying myself, I think about you when I'm sad and lonely
'cause when we were we thats how I felt
I refuse to be the instigator of further contact
I'll just write about you incessantly as a matter of fact
If that worked, you must have changed, to a new person, I'd love to meet her
'Cause you never showed more interest in my art than my highschool teachers
And I know there's other's under the sun
But it's a lot easier when you're already half way there with someone else on day one
Okay, don't fear, I know I wasn't perfect
But since you're here, were those 3+ years worth it?