[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald, Tom & Nova]
I left the stove on, so there's food for you to eat
That I hope you choke on, and I washed your clothes with bleach
I left my phone on before I left, I cracked your screen
And I left a note on my Twitter you should read
It says I'm not sorry for the things I said, you know you deserved it
All the times you wished that I was dead, you made me feel worthless
I'm not sorry for the way I was, and I hope you're hurtin'
Now I know that I was just in love with a shitty person
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired of your bullshit
The cash I blew on you would've put diamonds on my whole wrist
Honestly, I'm glad that it's over, I hated your friends
I'm happy that I made you my ex, yeah
I've been waitin' to delete your number outta my phone
I know it's you if the caller's unknown
You got a short fuse, and I don't need those explosions
I ain't gon' play with your teenage emotions

[Chorus: Tom MacDonald & Nova Rockafeller]
Welcome to the end, woah
The best you'll ever get, woah
I'm not yours, you don't know me
No more heart emojis
Get it through your head, woah
I wish you were dead, woah
I hope you're happy lonely
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