I’ve got your memory,
sitting right here,
on my tongue.

Should i just take a bite;
Break open
your ‘hard’ exterior?

and on the inside,
so fresh, so sweet, and tangy.

This **** is so artificial,
i take you in;
i wont let you out.

i reach the bitter,
i wish this were better,
i’ll spit you out.

You don’t mean a thing,
you don’t mean anything,
you don’t mean a thing,
you don’t mean anything; to me.