A different kind of footprints

My body is so full of footprints -
like wet cement, I’m drawn in,
Graffiti your name, take a hold ‘cause
This is history in the making,
I’ll keep you dried inside me forever and never say,

Long after you skip town,
Long after we never really met,
Long after the G word…you will remain,
Good riddance is so easy to say,
(It’s the goodbye that’s hard)
But darling, it’s more than time,
This has been so long in the making,
(Why does it feel it’s come on so fast)

So now I’m sick of being a footpath -
I am a human, I’m not fucking concrete,
So take it back, and take this in ‘cause
This is history in the making,
Who knew you could hate someone you loved so dearly?

Long after you told another lie,
Long after I never really knew you,
Long after the G word…you will remain

Good riddance is so easy to say,
(It’s the goodbye that’s hard)
But darling, it’s more than time,
This has been so long in the making,
(Why does it feel it’s come on so fast)

So I’m not a mode of transport,
I won’t get you from point A to Z,
I’ll try to get you from not guilty to -
well no, you’ll never feel guilt,
(now that would be history worth reading)
‘Cause in the end you are nothing like me after all,

Long after I screamed,
Long after I said ‘enough!’,
Long after the G word was never uttered,

Well my chest is not for your foot,
So I say, so I say, with so much difficulty,
so I walk away, so I walk away,
If it was easy it wouldn’t be worth doing,

Good riddance and goodbye.