Well, when you go
Don´t ever think I´ll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I´ll be off to find another way

And after all this time that you still owe
You´re still the good-for-nothing I don´t know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out
While you can

When you go
Would you even turn to say
"I don´t love you
Like I did
Yesterday"