Yellow Suitcase

Empty mattress, packed up clothes

Yellow suitcase by the door

But you said that this would be all for the best

We can be friends, let’s get lunch

Or at least let’s keep in touch

But if we don’t have what we had before than I want nothing

I don’t think that I can do this anymore

Because I can see right through

Your pretty little lies

And now I know

We’ll never be alright

The more I gave, the more you took away

And I won’t go, please don’t ask me to stay

She called me up at home last night

And said I didn’t want to fight but

I think I’ve heard that line about half a dozen times

And then I think that I can find

A better use of my precious time

Than meeting up with all my old bad habits

And I don’t think that I can do this anymore

Because I can see right through

Your pretty little lies

And now I know

We’ll never be alright

The more I gave, the more you took away

And I won’t go, please don’t ask me to stay

You’re always telling me yes

So bad at telling you no

Don’t need a reason for why

I really need you to go

Once what was getting me high

Is dragging me down below

And before you storm off

I gotta let you know that

I can see right through your pretty little lies

And now I know I’m gonna be alright

The more I gave, the more you took away

So now I’ll go