PS Don't Write Paroles

You'd better learn to take a hint
Cos I'm not coming back
Maybe you'll understand when you're waking up alone
In a cold and empty bed
If you're reading this, I'm gone
Happy birthday
PS - Don't write
Cos you will not get a reply
While you were fucking off
I got my life in shape
Somewhere along the line
I found a hidden strength that I didnt know I had
Standing on my own
Cutting all the strings that you used to control
Surprise surprise
I am long gone
If you thought you could keep me down
By holding me up
You were wrong
You don't call the shots anymore C'est la vie, baby
We're through
See you around
Maybe on the sixth of never