My my how my words show
Just like this alcohol flow
Fluid and without beat
But I need to take a seat
Why do I look at my feet
Not to cry but drinking liquor neat
I dont look back and get sad
I get so frustrated, no not mad
I feel like nothing was really taught
And all the times we chose to fought
Felt like such fake effort to please
Though captivated you actually brought me to my knees
In the actual end
With nothing to mend
I'm just simply disappointed
Because my heart gave you love
You shouldn't have been appointed
But **** it we and fun right?
I don't know, goodnight