My Sad, Cowardly Goodbye

It's 5 a.m. and I'm writing this letter to you
To tell you I'm sorry
I'm sorry I couldn't please you enough, I didn't tease you enough
I'm sorry I wasn't dressed to impress, dressed my best
Baby I'm sorry
I'll stop calling your phone
I'll stop whispering your sweet sweet name in the deep hours of my sleep
I'll stop thinking of you when I touch myself
And I'll stop crying, begging for you to love me again..touch me again
I'll move on and find a man who'll love me
Except my flaws, and handle my theatrical mood swings
A man who'll play with my hair, wake me up in the middle of the night to play with my...
A man who'll grip me tight, kiss me right and fuck me even better, I'll get wetter.
God, I say all this now but whenever you want me back I swear I melt
Like chocolate in this desert called love
But I'm writing this letter as the sun comes up
To tell you I don't need you
To tell you I'm leaving
And to tell you I'll never look back again.

Hopefully.