Am The day you went F away
You had to screw me Am over
I guess you didn't G know
Am all the stuff you F left me with
is way too much to Am handle
But I guess you don't G care F
You don't Am need to preach
you don't F have to Am love me, all the G time
Whatever on earth possessed you
to make this bold decision
I guess you don't need me
While whispering those words
I cried like a baby
hoping you would care
You don't need to preach
you don't have to love me, all the time
Am You don't have to F preach
all the G time
The Gathering
