Don’t know what the hell I did
To earn the distrust I get
I really don’t need
This deja vu bullshit
Swore I’d never accept what
I see as disrespectful crap
I’m so so gone
If it’s alright with you
I’ll just bow out now
And I won’t even make a sound
’cause if I say what I wanna say
You wouldn’t much like me anyway

But what the hell…

Been there and done that
Fuck goin’ back
Don’t need it, don’t want it
Life’s complicated enough without it
So fuck you and your issues, too
And remember that a good lie won’t do
When you lie with a fool


Why are you still here?
No, nevermind, just remembered I don’t care
Just turn around and walk away
Get the fuck up out my face
It’s broke so so long ago
I don’t see what’s so damn good ’bout this
I’ve tolerated the final dis
There’s your car now get inside
Feel free to not survive
Heh, hatin’ you’s fun
Lose my number, forget the way
To my door don’t make me say-

Fine, okay…

Been there and done that
Fuck goin’ back
Don’t need it, don’t want it
Life’s complicated enough without it
So fuck you and your issues, too
And remember that a good lie won’t do
When you lie with a fool


You had your chance now
I’m through with your shit
Don’t want or need ya ass ’round me
This is so it
’cause you pulled some stupid ass shit
And now you ass can live with it

Been there and done that
Fuck goin’ back
Don’t need it, don’t want it
Life’s complicated enough without it
So fuck you and your issues, too
And remember that a good lie won’t do
When you lie with a fool

Will is an author and artist and producer (it’s only one indie short film but it’s on IMDB.com so it totes counts!) and founder of fetchentertainment.com and pain in the ass. He rather opinionated and has no problem sharing his thoughts on a variety of topics from the freakshow that was Election 2016 (how tf did Trump freaking win!?) to the importance of matching that belt to those shoes. He adores penguins and has a maniacal plan to use an army of them to take over the world and crown himself Emperor of All That Is (though he’d be happy with the Winter Russian Palace in what he would rename Mine!-Mine!-Mine!) but until then enjoys hiding away in his apartment and writing all sorts of tales that would worry that cokehead Sigmund Freud (really, we should believe he snorted for science!?) and drawing pictures of his creations.

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