The gift of goodbye

All this time. So instead of watching you cry, I'm giving you the gift of goodbye. Maybe I wasn't ready, or maybe I didn't care, but I knew I was wrong. That's why I never shared my heart with you. It was too much to bear. Maybe my past or my selfish ass. Either way, I never let you in. It's my way or the highway. But to my surprise, you stayed anyway. But now I'm walking out the door, not playing with you anymore. So please, please understand. I admit it, oh, I ain't shit. I ain't shit. And I've been playing with your heart, oh, all this time. So instead of watching you cry, I'm giving you the gift of goodbye. Oh, I knew you loved me. But love wasn't what I needed. That's why I mistreated you. And yes, I was wrong, boy. Your gallon of love was drowning my pint-sized heart, tearing it apart. Past traumas has my love in a coma. You won't wake up, and I know you won't give up. So I do it for you. Now looking in my rearview, may be the mistake of my life. I'll take that, 'cause karma will get its lick back. But now how, now how do I confess? Oh, I admit it, fool, I ain't shit, I ain't shit. And I've been playing with your heart, oh, all this time. So instead of watching you cry, I'm giving you the gift of goodbye. Oh, hey, oh, I hope you can move on. I'm sorry I did this. No more misses, no more kisses. You are so much better than me. You deserve to smile each day. Happiness, these are the secret words. I pray. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry I am. Damn. Hurt people will hurt people, and my pain is contagious. Wish we'd met at different stages, but because I'm trying and I'm tired of seeing you crying, I'll say this, my sweet life. I'm sorry, I've been playing with your heart. Oh, this time, so instead of watching you cry, I'm giving you the gift of goodbye.