Get out

Get of my dreams
Get out of my head
I can't sleep
I can't think
I'm nearly dead
Why can't you go haunt another girl
Why me?
After nearly 7 years
Your back
Not dead
Not in jail
Why the fuck am I suprised
Right when I've got my shit together
You come back to fuck me over again
You bottom feeding dick
You weren't here for me and Annie when we needed you
You weren't even at her fucking funeral
And now your back whispering your same sweetie lies
And screaming the same evil truths
Well fuck off
I'm done