You don't have space
You don't have me

You don't have any of the things
you thought or THINK you need

Youre not an empath
You need a hot bath

To wash off all the blood
Gathered in the past

Now you're here
And in my ear

I wish I'd hit block & let you pass.
Now im regretting your ungrateful ***.

Treat me like 2nd class and ill treat you like what you are. Broken glass.