You say that I'll want you
Yet you call me names
Good news: I've grown up now
I'm sick of your games
You say that I messed up
Yet you're in denial
Good news: I see what you are
Have for a while
You say that I'm childish
Yet you're on the ground
Good news: I won't witness it
I'm not around
You say I'm ungrateful
Yet it wasn't enough
Good news: No pretenses now
No need to be tough
You say that I'm angry
You say that I'm sad
You say I'll regret
Giving up what we had
For my kingdom is greater
And my will is as strong
You no longer have power
I wield it alone
You say that I'll miss you
Yet your logic is cracked
Good news: What you've wished for
I'm not coming back