Old Love Letter

wrote "fuck off" on your arm to let you know I still care
It's something I hate to admit but its true
you got to wonder am I just bitter? or are you just wrong?
I'm banking on the latter
never uttered a word to this but you know how I feel
so you'll cower in fear in that old sweater you can't get rid of
and I'll keep writing lines that show that old vindictive nature,
but now I've got a riddle for you:
what do you do
when everything they said was true?