“Why dont you just end it?”

I leave your house knowing Im leaving alone. Knowing you “love” me, knowing you’ll sleep with me knowing no matter what you say, your never going to be with me. “Why dont you just end it?” you say. And Ive tried to, but you wont stay away. You call me, text me, stalk me on msn, or send me a dozen facebook messages. You chase away anyone I talk to, you cant give me any space. You would hate to see me happy. I know this, because when Im at your house and shes there your all over her. Last night I heard you screw. Im sick to my stomache. You know “John” put me through this. “Why dont you just end it?
I will baby. And then it will all be over.