Jonna Arenlind

Well, when you go
Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another way

And after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Get out while you can

If you go
I would turn to say,
"I don't love you like I did yesterday."