You\'ll Regret What You\'ve Done

I was always wrong, that’s the impression I got from you
I couldn’t understand; you did the same to.
You said I shouldn’t talk to him and he was ruining what we had, but the fact of the matter you were the one being bad.
You made me look wrong when it was you with the fault, but I still said sorry and thought it was my fault.
I used to cry, thinking that I was doing something so wrong, I can’t believe I let you treat me like this for so long.
What does she have that is better than I, what are do you see that I must not see?
Pretty, smarter, funnier? Tell me!
You like going around behind my back, her calling you pookie and you kissing her back.
Never once have I dreamed about being dishonest to you, but for you that’s your joy, all you wanted to do.
You say you love me with all of your heart, but yet you watch me just fall apart.
I act like I don’t know and yet you still don’t seem to tell me, you better start now or soon you will lose me.
Two years, six months and 25 days I wish I could take them back and just throw them away.
What a waste of time, what ride you took me for,
Long time ago you should have been out our front door.
You disgust me to the point to where I can’t look at you, God I’m so mad, and fu ck I hate you.
Just leave me alone and let me get on with my life, I wish you unhappiness, and
same to your “new wife.”
You hurt me beyond my wildest dreams, but I guess now you’re happy, at least so that’s how it seems.
And now I am leaving for all you put me through and when you end up lost and no where in life, you’ll know what to do, just pick up that knife.
You’ll regret everything while I’ll be happy, as can be, oh how you’ll wish that you had stayed with me.
But I won’t think twice, not even take a second glance, too bad for you, you had your chance.
I’m not going to say that I didn’t love you, I did with all my heart until the day that you ripped it apart.
Now I’m sorry but not for you, I feel sorry for myself what the hell did I choose you?
Goodbye my old lover, I hope she’s good in the bed, remember not to blame me when the guns to your head.