Bulimic

from the way that you acted 
to the way that I felt it 
It wasn't worth my time 
and now it's sad cause all I missed 
wasn't that good to begin with 
and now I've started you begging 
saying things that you don't mean 
it isn't worth my time 
a line's a dime a million times 
and I'm about to see all of them 
 
Goodbye to you 
you're taking up my time 
 
you call my name when I wake up 
to see things go your way 
i'm coughing up my time 
each drag's a drop of blood a grain 
a minute of my life 
it's all I've got just to stay down 
why the fuck am I still down 
I'm hoarding all thats mine 
each time I let just one slip by 
I'm wasting what is mine 
 
I'm about to see a million things 
I thought I'd never see before and I 
I'm about to do all the things I've dreamed of 
and I don't even miss you at all