Sunday, April 4, 2010

baby, you ain't all that

And your weren’t worth the wait
Now, were you?
It’s out of my hands
Since you blew your last chance
When you played me
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself

When I found out
How you messed me about
I was broken
Back then I believed you
Now, I don’t need you
No more

The pic on your phone
Proves you weren’t alone
She was with you, yeah
Now, I couldn’t care
That who what or where
We’re through

Won’t hurt a little bit
Boy, better get used to it
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away