I hate you.
You lie, but when I lie to make people - INCLUDING YOU - feel better, I'm a manipulative b****. I'm tired of it. Yes, I broke up with you. Don't you think I had a reason? I wasn't doing it to be mean. I did it because I can't be in a relaionship with someone who's never there.
I hate you for doing this to me. I've moved on, and you say you have too. So why bring this up now?
I can tell you why - you're a tool!
So so what, I'm still a rockstar! I got my rock moves, and I don't need you and guess what! I'm having more fun, and now that we're done, I'm gonna show you tonight, I'm alright, I'm just fine, and you're a tool!