She's Here

It's better for me to just stop it now,

then to hold on and keep hold of the pain.

I don't want to hurt,

                 and neither do you.

I thought we were everything,

then she pulled on your pants and you were gone.

We're done, we're finished,

the back door is locked,

                 so go out the front.

Hurry, don't be late,

she's waiting for you in the bed I made.

Don't expect me to care,

because the tears aren't there.

But yet she's here,

                 while I'm out the door.

No, I don't think so.

I had you first.

Take your tart and pack your bag,

you did me wrong,

                 you screwed me over and over.

This isn't fair, 

but don't forget to pull her hair.