Chronic You
There will be no more chronic you...
Stabbing my heart of gold.
There will be no more us...
As the story is told.
There will be no more pain.
There will be no more sorrow.
I will live my life for me,
For it is not for you to borrow.
48 days from yesterday,
There was no more chronic you.
And 62 years from tomorrow,
I'll still be free of feeling blue.
I have kissed you goodbye,
Erased you from my mind,
You do not exist...
It is only me this time.
There'll be no more distress,
No crying in the rain.
No broken, bleeding hearts,
No chronic you to blame!
