Pack Your Bags

Stop calling me

Calling me yours calling my phone calling you mine

How can't you see you only give a damn about yourself and you're scaring me

And you don't need me to tell you that it's time to sober up

You push me back and forth convincing me it's love and you latch on and refuse to let me go

Despite all the times I beg you to go home

So pack your bags and go

Your apologies mean nothing anymore

And don't forget to take away your bag filled with the manipulation you have

Stop telling me when you don't care to ask me how I feel