This is how I know the conclusion to that never ending question that kept lingering inside has been established
This is how I know it's time for you to hand over that 65 you owe me and those books I let you borrow
This is when I pull my famous move and start taking advantage of the ignore button on my Motorola cellular
This is how I know to glance at the number before I read the text message and delete it immediately
This is when I stop hoping for a future because you can't even get the present right
This is how I know I’m fed up because when I occasionally think of you the thoughts aren't pleasant
This is when I know it's time to tell people to stop asking me about you because I simply don't care anymore
This is how I know I'm two steps from being over you
Because I'm starting to really dislike you