I will never be your number one, but ill always be your
last.
You took the foundation right under me and forgot about your
past.
Of all the hateful things you did, how could I even accept?
There is no reason for you to be just like the rest.
I will love a leader, and look down upon the followers.
And I will be the one to lend, and never be a borrower.
I've got my shit figured out, and that shit isn't you.
You confuse me, turning my heart cold and my thoughts blue.
I have given up on the potential of what we have,
I'm gonna go out on my own and make a better past.
One that I will remember, and smile of the thought
That my love wasn't lured, tricked or bought.
I am waiting patiently for the time of him to arrive,
so we can look upon the followers and thank we are alive.