What Goes Up Must Come Down

When you walked out of my door,
I begged you to stay
as I fell to the floor.

My heart sunk down
to the pit of my stomach.
I didn't know who to be
without your influence.

You didn't laugh,
but I detected a smile.
Once insecure, your ego
shot up 10 miles...

and I was damaged for life.
Isn't it crazy how things work out in life?
I perfected the signature I'd have
once I became your wife.
Then, you broke my heart;
not once but twice.

Now, what are you doing here?
Are you really gonna say
you ran from love cause you were scared?
Is that supposed to be an acceptable excuse to me?
Don't talk about memories.
I can no longer get pulled into that place, emotionally.
You don't get anymore tries at hurting me.
You hurt me enough already.

Do you remember when,
you pushed me off of you
and said to let you go?

How about the time, you said
you didn't love me
and I was only good for one thing?

Let me jog your memory
on the night you said you were better off
and that I needed to quit acting soft.

You said getting over me wasn't hard.

Why are you calling again, huh?
How many times did you try replacing me
over the past couple of months?

How many times did you find yourself
calling on me just to see I wasn't there?

How many times have mutual friends told you
I was fine
and there's no room for you in my life?

How many times did you believe them?

I'm not gonna be mean like you were to me,
but it looks like you have a problem
with letting go.

Set me free now, I forgive you.
I'm a new woman and I wouldn't be
who I am without you.

I just don't love you anymore.

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