Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Well, I guess it's over, it's all said and done,
Pack your stuff, honey, I ain't the one.
You can take your excuses, your fake crocodile tears,
Go ahead, walk out, and disappear.
(Pre-Chorus)
I ain't cryin', no I ain't mad,
Actually kinda glad you were this bad.
Thought you had me wrapped 'round your finger,
But I'm wavin' bye while you just linger.
(Chorus)
Don't let the door hit ya on the way out,
Take your lies, your games, and all your doubt.
Go on, boy, find yourself another fool,
'Cause I'm over you and your two-bit rules.
So don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya,
Just keep walkin' and I won't miss ya.
(Verse 2)
You thought you were slick, playin' your game,
But guess what, honey, two can play the same.
You were late night textin' thinkin' I was blind,
But I knew all along, just took my time.




(Pre-Chorus)
I ain't losin' sleep, no, I'm not sad,
Actually kinda glad you were this bad.
So take your drama and your worn-out lines,
I'm moving on, and I'll be just fine.
(Chorus)
Don't let the door hit ya on the way out,
Take your lies, your games, and all your doubt.
Go on, boy, find yourself another fool,
'Cause I'm over you and your two-bit rules.
So don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya,
Just keep walkin' and I won't miss ya.
(Bridge)
I'll raise a glass, toast to your exit,
You're gone, I'm free, and I don't regret it.
You said I'd be lost, well, guess who's wrong,
I'm dancin' all night and singin' this song.
(Chorus)
Don't let the door hit ya on the way out,
Take your lies, your games, and all your doubt.
Go on, boy, find yourself another fool,
'Cause I'm over you and your two-bit rules.
So don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya,
Just keep walkin' and I won't miss ya.


(Outro)
Yeah, don't let the door hit ya, that's my advice,
Go find someone else to mess up their life.
So don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya,
Just keep on walkin', and I won't miss ya.