I can promise disappointment.

You two could have fucked for all I care,
Fucked off would have been even better.
But you thought to stay in contact,
You're so fucking polite,
How did I manage a shit like you,
I don't know how I shut up for so long
How I just took the drivel you spewed
I even knew better.
I fucking knew better.
Ha, they can say any cliché they like
You'll fit them all
You never were original.
You tried really hard to create an image
And used bullying as a defense.
I could call it sad,
But you know where you are,
And I can still guess
But I can promise you disappointment
I know that,
I know it because you always had it wrong
You never worked out where life lies
You'll never work it out either
And that is what I'll call sad.