Good Luck (The Closer)

So call me, I won't pick up 'cause I know that I'm selfish And you've had enough but I won't let you tell me off tonight So go find someone else who's got their shit together And you can tell them you left me, that you can do better than this Maybe I'm not the right one, but there's nobody, nobody left So go pack up your things, skip out on town You know where to find me if you ever come around But I doubt you'll ever be less than satisfied with him He'll tell you want you want to hear, like I did