November Notes – Birdy (Words As Weapons)

No you won’t see me cry

I won’t give in nor die

You used to hurt me bad

It seemed to make you glad

But I’m stronger than you

And all the hatred you spew

You won’t see me break

Nor witness my heartache

For I won’t give in or give up

One day from a different cup

I will drink and you’ll be gone

And I will certainly move on

To find a much better life

With a husband that loves his wife

I will not give you a thought

Nor all the sadness you wrought

A very distant memory

Is all that you shall then be.

 

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