So I start my drive There our tickets to the wind Like a bee hive Now it’s your turn Sting yourself in the eye Oh **** doesn’t matter you’re still blind
I never asked for sympathy But empathy would be kind No you retreat like bear in the winter cold It’s clear we aren’t together growing old
Does it make you somewhat sad? this all started with lie that your intent wasn’t bad
Now look what happens now Alone you left me here you broke a home Don’t try to tell me this is all my fault I was the one always trying to call I sent you cards and gifts Like a fat ******* who just needed to consume If your requests indiciate my worth Then I’ve been a worthless ******* since birth
But I don’t abide by this dismal overview. No I am worth more to me than I am to you So what I’m saying is you’ll look back at today And maybe you’ll regret the things you felt you had to say.