I’m tired of the thank yous for being there
But not getting any love in return
I’m tired of the sorrys
But coming around to do the same thing again
I refuse to let you take my stuff
I already given it up before
This time I know my worth
And it’s not going any where else
I’m tired of the no shows
The maybes and the oh nos
I just want someone down
But they can save all the extra stuff
