I don't like your face
I'm over finding your trace(s)
you stick to me like glue.
I'd wish you'd stop being my shadow,
little lost puppy dog
I don't want to be mean to you, but I've asked you to go
plain and simple.
You bore me, you bore us.
Please don't make a fuss
I never liked your t-shirts anyway
No, you can't keep a toothbrush here
I'm making that clear.
You always make a mess in the bathroom.
I can never find my lip gloss.
Your scraped up knees are ugly
They don't do anything for me.
Your car smells of old food
and the window doesn't roll down easy.
You're a lousy tipper
day-tripper
car stripper
I've got my own keys and I can buy my own dinner.
