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The day you went away

 You had to screw me over

 I guess you didn't know

all the stuff you left me with

 is way too much to handle

 But I guess you don't care

 You don't need to preach

 you don't have to love me, all the time

Whatever on earth possessed you

to make this bold decision

I guess you don't need me

While whispering those words

I cried like a baby

hoping you would care

You don't need to preach

you don't have to love me, all the time

You don't have to preach

 all the time