Ran into you, yet again, too soon for me 
You pretended that we were friends. 
Don’t forget, I found out you were getting around and
then moved away to leave all your sins. 
Well, I hope you stay gone. 
I got your voicemail. 
No thanks, I won’t return it. 
You want your things back? 
I might’ve left ‘em burning. 
So, enjoy yourself. I hope you enjoy yourself. 
I don’t miss the times, and I’m not too surprised 
to see that you’re looking pretty rough. 
It was so long ago, and your band was a joke, 
but I guess a lesson’s something to love. 
Well, this wasn’t awkward. 
I got your voicemail. 
No thanks, I won’t return it. 
You want your things back? 
I might’ve left ‘em burning. 
So, enjoy yourself. I hope you enjoy yourself. 
And on the drive home from Atlanta, swore I’d never look back. 
Hope you got just what you wanted, what you couldn’t have. 
What you did is what you’ll get.