I should thank you for a thousand love And broken heart and hate tunes I should thank you for the good times And the shit you made me crawl through My discovery of drugs, killed my libido My discovery of drugs and you
I love you. I'd love to hate you, Though I hate to admit defeat Try as I might I can't disguise my love or jealousy. Emotional blackmail might be effective But it's lacking dignity. Loves for mugs it's really not for me
You kept me hanging, You kept me hanging Filling me with false hope with that carrot you were dangling The politics of emotions is poetry in motion But the truth is I'm a better off aloner
So this goes out to all the ones I loved that got away This goes out to those I couldn't wait to get away from This goes out to anyone that I've still yet to come I thank you kindly Wish you well kiss you goodbye And then I am gone.