V1.
This is the last time.
The very last summer that I will be around.
I'm sure you'll be happy.
But maybe you'll miss me, somewhere in your mind.
 [bad word] 
So I'm saying goodbye,
and I'll be seeing you.
No more at 4 Privet Drive,
during the summer time. 

V2.
I look at this cupboard,
where I use lay down under the stairs.
I'd dream about leaving.
Though I never though that I'd end up here. 

Bridge.
All of these years have been,
nothing but hiccups and headaches.
Not gonna lie, I'm glad to go.
I think I've had more than I can take.
Just a few weeks and I'm out the door.
Seventeen years and finally free.
No more you, no more us,
it's just me.