You don't have to be so happy to see me
And that's all that comes to mind when I think of the first time
I was aware
That I didn't matter to you anymore
Then I knew that there could be no hope or even courtesy
This is where things always end up
Your love, if it's even there, is a confusing weight
I can't bear to try to figure out anymore
When will you make up your mind
And stop screwing with mine?
And there has been no resolve or no end to my love
Or your unbelievable ways
You just needed some escape
And I know you're not even there, but you're still a weight
I waste my time, just wishing for
When will I see that you're done
And put to better use my time?
With girlfriends like you, who needs enemies?