Lyrics P.S. Don't Write - Pencey Prep

P.S. Don't Write

While you were fucking up
I went and found something new
Packed up all my shit
Stole back all my tapes
Left your spare key under the mat
This is not a joke
You’d better learn to take a hint
'Cause I’m not coming back
Maybe you’ll understand
When you’re waking up alone
In a cold and empty bed
If you’re reading this, I’m gone
Happy birthday
PS, don’t write
'Cause you will not get a reply
While you were fucking up
I got my life in shape
Somewhere along the line
I found a hidden strength
I didn’t know I had
Standing on my own
Cutting all the strings
That you used to control
Surprise surprise
I am long gone
If you thought you could keep me down
By holding me up
You were wrong
You don’t call the shots anymore
While you were fucking up
I learned to love myself again
Even better now
I learned to hate you
C’est la vie, baby
We’re through
See you around
Maybe on the sixth of never