Is what I guess I would say if I saw you again.
It'd be in some coffee shop or something and I'd just look into your face and maybe even spit and be like, "did you think I was an idiot?" and you might say, "yes." Well, that's fair enough. I was for a little while.
Do you know the reason I knew you had someone else?
(aside from all those emails you left up on the screen.
You uninspired bore.)
I knew because no one dumps me.
No one important, anyway.
Because I'm the shit.
No, I wouldn't talk to you, even if I did see you again.
This is easier, You cypher. You complete waste.
Now I nothing you.