Conversations all fake
I did it out of hate
A rule that I’ll brake
To much to take

I guess I’ll catch you later
A broken record player
Thought that I’d hate you
Feelings couldn’t shake you

Hey, I was told to move on
Didn’t think a kiss would feel this strong
But you showed me red
And I knew all along
Didn’t know a smile could do me so wrong

But I’ll try again tomorrow
The feelings of sorrow
Can’t be looped into a fifty five scar no,

But it burns ,
Nice to a crisp
I’ll show you what happens when I break through the mist

How I cursed your brown hazel daggers
But I know you’re so sad,
A little broken rat
Please don’t come around looking for a man

Because when I saw it ,
I laughed
What a bad joke
Look at my face and you’ll see a open book