A Better Memory
i realize now that i have a choice
i finally found my voice
all you did was push me down
but i picked myself up off the ground
you shoved an yelled
and made my life hell
all i wanted was to love you
and for you to love me too
but in the end you abused it
my love for you didnt mean ****
so i stood up for the first time
i took my life back, i took whats mine
you were never good for me
you'll always be a better memory
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