Good Luck (The Closer)

So call me, I won't pick up 'cause I know that I'm selfish

And you've had enough but I won't let you tell me off tonight

So go find someone else who's got their shit together

And you can tell them you left me, that you can do better than this

Maybe I'm not the right one, but there's nobody, nobody left

So go pack up your things, skip out on town

You know where to find me if you ever come around

But I doubt you'll ever be less than satisfied with him

He'll tell you want you want to hear, like I did