6 Ways to Sunday

fuck you this way, that way and six ways to Sunday
I’ve had enough of your shit to last me
you can try and lie but you aren’t going to get past me
I’m done now, over now, so go on home now
don’t want to talk it out, we’re way beyond words
way beyond the point of no returns
I’ve given my all and got nothing to show
should’ve given up much sooner I know
but sometimes I am foolish like that
so now my mistakes are starting to make sense
that I was the center of your little pretense
now that your charades are all becoming clear
the parade is over and it ends right here
so fuck you this way, that way and six ways to Sunday