YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN STATIC CLING...
Im tired of Drowning in your Eyes.
And Choking on your tobacco flavored kisses that taste like Lies...
The Man in the Moon keeps serenading me with midnight Lullaby's...
And Im another Tragedy with a Pretty Face.
Who defies all logic thru Time and Space....
And Im really Sick and Tired of Insipid Little Backstabbers.
Who only Bitch, Complain and Moan....
Because all of my closets are already over flowing with all of your Disease Ridden Bones....
And my apartment has become to over crowded even though I live alone...