We were close, we drifted apart;

Somehow today we're back to the start.

You call me when you need me, never otherwise;

You cry about your breakup and about your crumbling life.

But what about when my world was coming down?

Why weren't you with me but at a party downtown?

Why do you want me to dry your tears now?

When I needed you and you didn't stick around?

You come and go as you please;

You must really like the freedom and the ease!

You don't commit, you dramatize;

All you want is to be prioritized.

But hey, it's a two-way street;

I'm done trying to meet all your needs.

I have a life too, I'm done being the doormat.

It's time I did something for myself too, so I hit format.

It's a new me who serves what she receives,

She is done clambering and trying to please.

Let's see how you like the taste of your own medicine,

Just don't mistake this for my hate, it's self-preservation.