Jack Hay
Running out on your buddy for a lover like they’re a bad pizza and you’re getting a whole buffet.
He left me for a girl who can dance. I can’t even dance to the radio without tripping over my own feet.
She dumped me for a guy who has a pet snake. I still hate snakes because of that.
They left me for a new person who can sing. I can’t even sing a song without crying.