I'm not good at anything else but I'm really good at being an asshole. I know that it was me the one who's hard to love, and I don't think I want to be loved again. I'm better off alone, I've always been. I'LL BE WAITING IN THE HELL, BABY
And I wouldn't blame you, I still hope you'll have something that I could never give because I was too fool and not ready. I loved you, and I will always hope you the best. Goodbye, amor.
I know I was mean when we parted ways, I know I said horrible things. But I knew it had to be that way, so you wouldn't feel bad or even hate me enough to move on faster without any grief or guilt. I knew you were already someone else's, already fell out of the love with me.