Boomerang

You just want attention, you don't want my heart,

and you keep coming back like a boomerang.

You got me thinking about when you were mine,

and it's already hard enough to let go.

I can't delete the pictures, I dissociate when I hear your voice,

and you're making sure I'm never getting over you.

But you're not honest, you don't give any answers,

and then you lie about me all night.

All you can say are insults, coming back again and again,

and try to call me when you wonder that I walk away.

So hopefully I can finally say goodbye.
Milan