Sly.

You know, it's kind of like breaking up with a long term boyfriend after things get really shitty.

He takes up drinking too much.

You want to punch him every time he talks.

Yet it still kinda hurts to say goodbye.

Just because of all those times you had together.

Back when it was good.

Back when it was cool.

Back when it was fun.

Well it's not fun anymore.

It's actually more of a hassle.

You're sick and effing TIRED of it, and you just can't wait to get away.

Just can't wait to get away.

Well it's hard.

You don't want to admit to yourself that those good days are over, but what else is there to do?

Wait around and ruin your life now for the fun you had before?

No, that's definitely not worth it.

Get away.

Run away if you have to.

Put the shit your rear view and put the good in a picture frame.

That's all it's good for now.