I’ll admit I don’t understand most things.
Fluctuating current currency markets,
Just what makes a telephone ring.
Or how you did what you did.
To be okay with what you said.
To want to be out by Christmas Day.
To promise him sex before your birthday.
To tell him you love him while lying right next to me.
For that to go on for months then say you just want what’s best for me.
Heart pounds, lies burned into my retinas.
No compromise, weak disguise.
Blood pools up like, (fuck weak)
Blatant ignorance couldn’t even come up with this.
Can’t get away from it, no escape.
Cut it from my memory,
Wish I understood how to forget