object

And when it comes to him
I never let myself feel
Never let myself see
Never let myself say
Never let myself be
Honest enough to give myself away
And even still
It’s unspeakable
No words
To my love
And no way to explain
Why I stayed for so long
'Cause I miss him
But he won’t even look at me
And no words
To attach
To the tears that
Roll down
And roll down
And roll down
So instantly
So easily
So naturally
Like I never left
And I miss him
But I’m so much happier without him
But I miss him
I guess there’s no
Way around
The ex-boyfriend-got-a-new-girlfriend blues
There was a boy
Who held an object
With tightly wound fingers
'Cause it pleased him
And he never wanted it to leave
There was a boy
Who held me
On winter nights
With tightly wound fingers
'Cause it pleased him
And he never wanted me to leave
There was
A boy
Who knew how to hold me
When I was scared
And a boy
Who knew how to soothe me
When I was hurt
And a boy
Who loved me
He loved me
He loved me
And now he won’t even look at me
He’ll only look at her
And I know every part of his body
And you don’t know shit
You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into
And you don’t know shit
You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into
And I don’t even want him
That’s why I left him
But he won’t even look at me
He won’t even look at me
And I don’t even want him
That’s why I left him
But he won’t even look at me
He won’t even look at me
And this is probably
The most selfish song I ever let myself write
But it was time
That I was honest
About the desperation and destruction of
Love
'Cause I miss him
But I’m so much happier without him
But I miss him
I guess there’s no
Way around
The ex-boyfriend-got-a-new-girlfriend blues
And I used to say I was just an object to him
I don’t need to stand for that shit anymore
But to me his heart is mine
Hey bitch, it’s mine