Rotten to the core,
it happened over time.
I didn't try to stop it,
didn't care enough to try.
I get nostalgia for the bad times,
I get off on revenge.
Caught in distance from family,
a stampede of fake friends,
or a flock of new lovers,
driving to the end.
And if we should run out of gas,
I'll hitch my way to Hell.
Take all that I amassed
and burn it to a crisp.
Send a barreling **** YOU,
I'm not leaving you ****
Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 3:17 PM UTC
Rotten to the core,
it happened over time.
I didn't try to stop it,
didn't care enough to try.
I get nostalgia for the bad times,
I get off on revenge.
Caught in distance from family,
a stampede of fake friends,
or a flock of new lovers,
driving to the end.
And if we should run out of gas,
I'll hitch my way to Hell.
Take all that I amassed
and burn it to a crisp.
Send a barreling **** YOU,
I'm not leaving you ****