Liar, thief, and scarlet whore..
Woman who makes me beg for more...
Wake up with a bottle in your hand..
and wonder why you can't understand..
Cheater, user and abuser
calling me the lost cause looser..
Break it down and tear it up
go ahead and smash the empty cup
Stomp it until it breaks and bleeds..
another broken heart is all we need..
So the sage has cast the ever important spell
and sent me to the darkness to dwell..
No more smiles and happy filled days..
just my sea of love filled with mayonnaise
No more separations of the form of solid or gas
for it seems in this rat race, I came in last.

09/12/2003

Posted on 09/12/2003
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