Lyrics
Think he likes you like I love you?
Leaving blisters in the right hue?
Do your bruises match from the psych U?
Yeah, you love MY kinda crazy
when you don't even love you!
We liked icy storms and loved cloudy nights,
lifes roller coasters, rails lightning hot.
He filled your head with gas unleaded,
NOT my jet fuel tweaking your tiny slot!
His chameleon ass turns to pussy,
starfish fucked by little girly boys.
Alot of people heard those rumors,
sucking and fucked with tentical toys!
His family knows his loves for pigs,
their favorite little C.I. snitch.
Walking with cops cocks in hand,
Begging them, "FUCK ME I'M YOUR BITCH!"
You once caught him wipe his pussy,
in that bathroom when he sat to pee.
You said he uses the "family" stall,
smiling proud for everyone to see!
Being gay isn't harm or painful
It just means you have joy to bring.
I wasn't built for all that pleasure,
no man is making my asshole sing!
Knowing the bitch won't stop calling,
making your truth omit the honest.
Two faced promise, scars and traumas,
my sleepy brunette wakes the blondest.
Whole scene played me like a game,
now I sit questionin' your requisition.
I won't stoop or fall that low again,
value myself, easy fuckin' decision!
Nobody was there to pull me out clean,
knowing I nearly died twice on that climb.
You also know the story of our clock...
Was it 11:59 pm when you last checked our time?


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