Already Gone.

How are you threatening to leave when I’m already gone?

Spent two days traveling around the world just to get away from home.

Get away from you.

Get away from it all.

And you think saying you’re done is going to make me what? Hold on?

I had the choice didn’t I?

And you’d say I chose wrong but I did what I needed to do on my own.

The same way you always do.

But it’s not about you. It’s about me.

And anyone I have no choice but to abandon isn’t meant to be in my arms.

Cause if it was I wouldn’t have let go.

What do you think I’m missing out on?

More games? More lies? More patron?

I don’t need it. I don’t want it, I’m grown.

And I’ve outgrown you and all the slivers of you I found in past partners I wouldn’t dream of even calling on.

Would rather die by my lonesome than stay by your side wondering where your wandering eyes lie and who you’re spooning on my bedside.

You may have been the best but I can always do better, even if it is just me.

Cause I’m all I need.

You’re inclined to agree.

At least that’s one thing we can find common ground on.

Now head on out, I don’t need another baseless promise in unprovoked contracts you won’t fulfill. I’m sure you’ve got other bodies waiting on you still.

But I’m not and I won’t be one.

Since, you know, I’m already gone.