Memories

Here i am crying in my room
about how we used to be
and how you used to mean it
when you said you loved me

you told me you stopped doing weed
and here you are back on it
even worse
your doing chronic

your always complaining
that you never see me
but how can you
if your always high off weed

i loved you so much
but you broke my heart
so screw it
I\'m glad we\'re apart