cliché

We left things to protect my mental health
But you’ll call me when you’re bored and you’re playing with yourself

You’re so conceited, I said “I love you”
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don’t regret it, but I’m glad that we’re through
So don’t you tell me that you just don’t get it
‘Cause I know you do

-1975 “The Sound”