Look you want me to lie to you
Do what me to tell you the truth
Here’s my lies
I’m happy for you
Your plant is growing.
Here’s mind
Truth, that’s nothing
To comparing what I got.
When you have millions of
Plant
Growing than than
I’ll tell you I’m jealous.
Your sorry don’t cut it with me
Anymore
Because I’m nuns.
I don’t have a heart
Anymore
Sorry, right