The Long Goodbye

You tell you no longer want me With a lame ass it's not me it's you  Then you berate the women I date Tell me what it is you want me to do.  You call at inopportune moments And talk like we did as a couple You broke up with me But you can't set me free Then make me feel like the one who's in trouble.  I tell you I'm trying to move on And that you should try doing the same You then offer that I could improve on Someone you know only by name.  I was clay in your holds for the molding Your deck of cards stacked and ready to cut Now it's time you start to think about folding Have a nice life, good night and good luck.