it’s easier that way,
it’s better for me…
Make it as real as it could be,
your condemnation keep me sane,
keeping me away from the thought
of ever walking back to you…
If you’re a chemical substance,
in my head you are green and smelly
with strong acidic scent
that will burn the lungs…
You’re a poison…
25 years of living,
you are one of the worst two case ever.
and a douche butch with identity crisis.
One and the same.
I’m sure your handsome little face
will take you far…
Just hoping that your nasty little attitude
won’t take slam you down too fast.
Hasta la vista, a h*l*..