I've gotten my vocal chords ripped up
Might be the first place that I slipped or tripped f*ck
Turn this song off now because I think I've heard enough
Of this chuckle-f*ck
Talking about his life and how its about to be done
Oh shit
No I know you moved
On
Way faster than I
Could
But is it so
Wrong
Cause I ain't like
Oh, and you don't love me
So
Why would I not lie
Now that I see you hanging around with new guys
Oh god look at the white kid
Goblin junior gonna cry
Go ahead ask Toby
I'll take time to rub some dirt in your eye
Haven't shed an emotional tear
Since uncle Ben did die
No
But then MJ came long
She gave one hell of a try
Now I wear pastel pink dungarees
Now I have homophobic guys f*cking with me
Now I am flat broke by the mid week
Hence I don't wear jewellery
So my life is a mess
Sad and depressing at worse and abysmal at best
That felt like shit coming right of my chest
Felt so much better thinking of you in that lace dress
Was that too much to confess
Sorry
Too many thoughts to repress
Like my
Daddy's expensive wrist watch
That ticked till the second his heart stopped
That's the gimmick
When I was younger I used to think that shit was sick
But now when I see that shit it makes me sick to my stomach
F*ck it
First time I remember I saw it
His dried blood left a pattern like Halley's commit
Floating all across that star-lit sky
Staring back at me with those bloodshot and scarlet eyes
Trying to hide life's lies
Stop it
Now I wear pastel pink dungarees
Now I have homophobic guys f*cking with me
Now I am flat broke by the mid week
Hence I don't wear jewellery
Now I wear pastel pink dungarees
Now I have homophobic guys f*cking with me
Now I am flat broke by the mid week
Hence I don't wear jewellery