I doubt your inhibitions
cause I know you make bad decisions.
Impulsivity is your crime
You can change your mind
At the flip of a dime.
I don’t trust a person
Who makes these type of aversions.
Running loops of Psychosis
Insanity is your diagnosis.

No prescription at this time.
Not a pill in the world
could extinguish your lies.
Maybe one day they’ll make one.
Maybe one day you’ll take one.
Maybe one day trust won’t be
Just another one of your silly fees.

You tell me I should say please
Yet I know you’ll never hand over the keys.
Even though you speak with ease
I know you are a nervous tease.