strong.

I'm not going to let
the memories of you
tear me apart
i've got better things to do.
i'm not going to dwell
on the good or the bad
i will not reminisce
of the love that we had.
I will scrape up all
thats left of me
off of the floor
i wont let you see
the tears roll down
my cold, empty cheek
i wont bitch or yell
i'll be humble and meek
i'll walk away with pride
everything i have left in me
i'll hold my head high
i still have my dignity.
yeah, i fucked up.
its what i do.
but baby this wasnt me
this was all you.
this was your choice
your fucked up call
you could have this
i could give you it all
but son, its over
and its your fucking loss
so i'll wipe my tears
because i am the boss
you think you own me
let me shoot you some news
boy, i'm i-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t
this is less than a bruise
with time it will fade
along with your face
no longer in my head
no more shame or disgrace
this is it and i'm not crying
because he'll give a fuck.
my prince is still waiting
but honey, you're stuck.