I never got the chance to say 'Fuck you'

One day this life will end
And all the pain will mend.
And we'll all carry a story to tell,
About how we first fell.

To some it was great,
To some it was sad,
To some it was fate,
To me it was dead.

You were never on my side,
While I was losing all my pride.
And I'll never forgive you for this,
So just know that you won't be missed.

Now what makes you think,
That you are better than me?
You're dressed up in purple and pink.
Trying to get to where you'll never be.

If you were frowning at my door,
You, the one that I adore,
I would let you frown,
As you are dragging me down.

In fact, I'm not wishing you well,
And I've got much more to tell!

If you are the moth to my flame,
Then I want you to burn!
And know I'm not to blame.
Now the tables turn.

These days here without you make me see,
That we just weren't supposed to be.
And that's all good for sure,
Our end is my cure.

And let me tell you, little whore,
That I will drown you in the sea.
And until your body washed up on shore,
I'll carry your memory with me.

These days here without you
Are the best that I've ever had.
Though I know I'll still miss you,
My love for you is broken and dead.