You want me back,
Because you’re missing the thrill.
I’ll call my Jack,
And you’re alone to still chill.
Where are you now,
Needing to cope to closure,
so tell me how,
We can keep our composure.
It’s time to go,
Your gaslighting days over.
You ought to know.
Disconnecting drugs sober.
Back what you want -
We know we can’t…