My priorities couldn’t be more skewed
Ignoring my girlfriend but waiting on a message
From someone I have to pay to see ****
For just a few seconds of gratification
I’d hardly say that’s justification
For acting like a silly entitled ****

To use our failing relationship as an excuse
Is poor form but I can’t blame myself
When my necks bound for your noose
You look me up and down like I’m crazy
But my brain makes me who I am
So how can I control that part of me?

We all have secrets but mine are worse than most
Did I look stupid protesting my innocence,
Whilst burning my mouth on some cheese on toast?
I know the answer,
That question was just for me
I already know I’ve failed to win you back so miserably

Go on
You can laugh at me now
Share it with all your friends
Let them know what a ******* I am
Go on
Tell your mum she was right
She can now hate me for an actual reason
Let her know what a ******* I am