Why Are You Still Here

You’ve infected every part
My home, my work, my friends, my heart
And so, I ask: please stay away.
And even less than two full days go by…
Why are you still here?
Why won’t you disappear?
Actions speak louder than all your words
So basically, you’re giving me the bird.
Yes, I know it’s all my fault
For feeling like I do at all.
So, is that why you always
Showed your hands all over a twinkie with no soul?
Why are you still here?
Why won’t you disappear?
Don’t you want all of my heart to mend?
Don’t you have any of your own friends?
Yes, my friends, they fell in love like me.
They’d like it all to be like it used to be.
And a little time would be enough,
Unless you don’t back the fuck off.
Why are you still here?
Why don’t you know you’re supposed to disappear?
Does it turn you on to see me hurt and sad?
Yes, punish me; I’ve been bad.
You’ve infected every part,
And yes, I know you don’t want this heart.
Don’t make me beg; don’t make me leave.
I can’t see you, so stop seeing me.
My dear,
Why are you still here?