I could only be myself with you around
Oh, with you around
And now there's nothing left for me to think about
Whoa, to think about.
And it hurts like hell
To be torn apart
And it hurts like hell
To be thrown around
Goat took a deep breath in as he approached your door. Now was the time. He carefully wrapped his tongue around the spare key he had and turned it in the lock. Click. The door held tight but was free of the lock locking it like a lock was supposed to. Goat sighed knowing full well he'd make you mad. He stepped towards the door anxiously as it flew off its hinges and hit a vase you had so lovingly put out earlier with some flowers goat gave you. Sure, they looked like they had been dragged backwards though a bush but it was the thought that counted right? ... Right? Goat stared at the demolished hallway in tears. WHY. WHY THIS. He cried mentally. He sobbed slightly. Why did everything he touch get launched at 5,000,000 miles per hour into the air crippling everything in its path.
As the goat sobbed you went to the hallway alarmed by the sounds. "Oh Goat. You can't just ring the damn doorbell can you?" The goat seemed confused especially considering you had given the animal a spare key. "You always do this. You always." You bite your lip the tears swelling in your eyes. "I-I'm breaking up with you." The goat bleated a sad, agonising bleat. You couldn't watch him anymore. "I've been seeing tall goat."