I thought what I needed was closure.
Maybe writing how I felt would do.
I hated having to look over my shoulder.
I deserve so much better than you.

The truth is, the letter didn’t help at all.
I keep feeling like I betrayed myself by reaching out.
Then I thought maybe I’ll call.
Get rid of this chandelier over my head that you brought about.

One day I’ll move from under your beautiful trap.
Meeting your mistress should of been enough.
I’m waiting for the day I learn to snap.
Being your fool has been so rough.