Cruel

You left your anti-depressants on the dresser

It’s a freezing-cold reminder of all the pressure

We stole serotonin from the moments between comas

By the way, by the way, I still have your letter

I still hold onto your confessions

I still lie about getting better

Do you still obsess about the meta?

I think we were good together

Do you remember?

I get it, you were the dancing queen, oh, I

But you were never just that to me, oh, I

I guess I thought you’d come back for me

Now I drink to drown you out

I talk shit about you

Isn’t it cruel

That I never got to say goodbye to you?

They tell me you met somebody new

I hope you ruin it

I’m on some petty shit ’cause you never left me with anything

Do you remember

When we throw on those ABBA records?

When you were anything but pretentious?

To your love, I was defenseless

Do you remember?

Do you remember?

I get it, you were the dancing queen, oh, I

But you were never just that to me, oh, I

I guess I thought you’d come back for me

Now I drink to drown you out

I talk shit about you

Isn’t it cruel

That I never got to say goodbye to you?

And all I wanted was to say goodbye

The dancing queen

Oh, yeah

I get it you were dancing queen, oh, I

But you were never just that to me, oh, I

I guess I thought you’d come back for me

Now I drink to drown you out

I talk shit about you

Isn’t it cruel

That I never got to say goodbye to you?