Yes, it's really me calling you
I know we set rules
And I'm no longer part of
Your emergency contacts
You need someone to save you
From my name on the screen
My voice sounds in you
Like an alarm
Everything ended so sadly
And the blame I put on you
Today I think to myself
Why did "you" insist
But you were never happy either
If I knew you loved
Only when I said goodbye
I would have done like you
Slamming all the doors
And woe to anyone who stopped me
You hated loose clothing
And the tops I didn't wear
I wasn't even a feminist anymore
You were jealous of the songs
And I thrown to the lions
For you I wasn't even an artist
You didn't say you loved me
Never with those words
And I made a poetess
I must be masochistic
For friends pessimistic
Another one on your list
Missed call
I must be masochistic
Missed call
Another one on your list
You speak well of me to everyone
And I, I should do the same
But I'm not good at lying
Nor at keeping secrets
I believe it must be annoying
The photos I have posted
And the girls you sleep with
Singing my songs in the room
Missed call
Let's be that for each other
I gave you a year of my life
I hope next time you give everything
You hated loose clothing
And the tops I didn't wear
I wasn't even a feminist anymore
You were jealous of the songs
And I thrown to the lions
For you I wasn't even an artist
You didn't say you loved me
Never with those words
And I made a poetess
I must be masochistic
For friends pessimistic
Another one on your list
Missed call
I must be masochistic
Missed call
Another one on your list

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