Oh dearest darling John
I wrote a poem for you
Here is how it goes
Here's what you put me through

What kind of man are you?
You're not a man
Just a boy
You only pretended to love me
Then used me as your sex toy
I used to believe your stories
And trust your lying eyes
I stocked myself with worries
While you ignored my cries
You used me and abused me
With your cunning hurtful words
Between your other girlfriends
I have come in third
You are so controlling
Watching every move I made
You told me how to dress
And how to pick my friends
But you'de never confess
You had a cheating trend
You lied right to my fathers face
Staring him straight in the eye
My daddy's so depressed now
He wished he'd just die
My mom is a nervous wreck
Who wants to choke your sorry neck
And as for how I feel
I've begun to cut again
I can't understand you
Nor any other men
You piled me with your problems
And then you ran away
I was the idiot to call you back and beg for you to stay
You were always yelling
Screaming in my face
Watching me cry in a corner
Scratching at my own face
At first I couldn't see it
But now I'm sure i do
I have seen through you
But I'll come back once more
If you dare screw up again
Your worst nightmare will come true