Slowly I am recovering
You thought I was going to crawl back
Like some helpless woman
But that didn't happened, did it?
I licked my wounds
And thought of calling you
However, when I was thinking about our history
I fought myself from phone and realise
I would crawl back and get hurt once more
No, not this time
I fed up with yr cruelty
And I might go some where and find a new beau
Someone that would treat me like a goddess
I see you aren't doing too well, are you?