We exchange civil text messages
Even after I broke your heart
You jokingly bring up women I objectify and ignore
"rack them in" you tease

I don't know;
Is it easier for you knowing I go through people
Like I go through b
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                                        b
                                             b
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                                                       pins;

Or do you just like to torture yourself
Knowing you we're just another   l o s t    bobby pin
I didn't bother to look for?