It's like a thin-strung rope
Came and pulled out the lungs in my chest
But only for just a second
Before I'm let to rest.

It's like a plan gone broken
Corrup, Erupt, and destroyed.
It's the squeeze of a heart unspoken
A plot without a ploy.

Excused by my drinking, and his gentle manning
Loving is something I mean not to waste
But I found myself hoping
When you gave only a taste.

A friend said god did us ***** at the same time he did us good
But after the other night
I only saw empty from where I stood.

Three times yet
And the one who makes me feel
Makes me regret

I was looking to escape lonely and you were looking to only get laid
Oh how unfortunate that the butterflies always fade.