You think.
You think that you are in my thoughts.
Why do you have to have to have such a big head
To think that you are on my mind.
To even think that I'd waste my time.
You're not that important, really.
You don't invade my insides like you think you do.
Actually, I used to gag every time I went down on you.
But hey, have fun with the fact that when you ate my ****, you ate some guys **** too.
How does it feel to be used?
How does it feel to be knocked down off your pedestal?
Let that sink in, let it resonate for a bit.
And if you need me to make it clear,
It's simple,
I **** ****.
Do you even wanna know how many people came before you?
What did you expect?
I guess now you're finally able to understand blackouts and regret.
Have fun with that.
While you spiral downward,
I'm flying to the highest of highs.
I can honestly say,
I ******* love my life.