The Ex-Boyfriend

[ohheyitshannah]

You tell me you care
You say it's alright
"I'll get out of your hair!"
But you stay the night

You tug at my seams
And borrow the thread
You take my only blanket
And put it on your bed

I ask you to leave
You're making my sore
You say, "Fine! Whatever!"
And slam the back door

That night I find
That I miss your company
I don't know what to do
You took care of me