Pencey Prep - P.s. Don't Write lyrics

While you were f**ing off I went and found something new. Packed up all my sh**, stole back all my tapes, left your spare key under the mat. This is not a joke, You'd better learn to take a hint, Cause I'm not coming back. Maybe you'll understand, When you're waking up alone in a cold and empty bed. If you're reading this I'm gone. Happy Birthday. P.S. Don't write cause you will not get a reply. While you were f**ing off, I got my life in shape. Somewhere along the line I found a hidden strength that I didn't know I had. Standing on my own, Cutting all the strings that you used to control. Surprise, surprise, I am long gone. If you thought you could keep me down by holding me up You were wrong. You don't call the shots anymore. While you were f**ing off, I learned to love myself again. Even better now I learned to hate you. C'est la vie, baby, we're through. See you around, maybe on the sixth of never.