The postcard that you wrote with the stupid little note,

Something wasnt quite right about it.

It smelled like cheap perfume and it didnt smell like you.

Theres no way you can get around it,

Because you wrote

"I wish you were her."

You left out the 'E'

You left without me,

And now youre somewhere out there with a

Hey! Hey! Psycobabe!

I hate you, why are guys so lame?

Everything I gave you,

I want everything back but you.