As I choke on my breath
I watch you leave out of the corner of my eye
It's cold here now without your sun
drunken sun that you are
And now I'm conversing with a gun
It's frightening me, as I fly forward into
those million ways to end my
unnecessary life
I hope you're having a really good time with her
I try to think of happy thoughts but
the only thing of a million ones
clouding my mind is you
I'll wash you down with something strong,
and watch stars fall
until everything I have known is a blur
and it is all the same
It's still cold
You slide into her bed
lull your darling into sleep
Palm Springs has nothing on the luxurious life you two lead
that ****** taste you left still remains
torturing me
and I hope you're having a wonderful time