you say that since you left me
your life has been a wreck
that all the reasons that you walked
away with disrespect
the rationalizations
that then made so much sense
have all dissolved or disappeared
so much for your defense
you’ve fallen to depression
or want to kill yourself
you’ll take back your excuses
to put me on the shelf
now i’m the one who’s heartless
not letting you return
but once i learned to live without you
i could watch you burn
but dear you taught me how
to live without your presence
to love you but to let your touch
fade into obsolescence
it is because i loved you
i cannot be the evil
who lets you miss the lesson
that sometimes you lose people
if i take you back now
and died within a week
what would become of the next
kind woman that you meet
you might think you could afford
to walk away from her
then come back into her life
things being as they were
so if you’ll die without me
consider yourself dead
’cause there’s no fucking way in hell
you’ll get back in my bed
