I should be over this by now.
I should be running on the sand at sunset with my tongue out.
But, I am not your dog anymore.
I'm in the loneliest back house,
with the smell of my sweat and the sun beating down.
And I don't know if I'll make it out.
And I should be confident by now.
I should be living in Detroit,
in the cold, with my gun out.
But, I am not god anymore.
You were my loneliest dropout,
the taste of his cum resonates on your lips now.
And I guess I fucking found out.
But I hope the sex was good.
And I bet she made you scream.
And I hope you fucking choke,
on the thought of what you have both done to me.
Selfish is as selfish does,
and this is what I get for acting with love.
I don't think I want to be a nice boy anymore.
Karma is as Karma does,
I get my heart broken and you get fucked.
I don't believe in hippy bullshit anyways.
But I hope the sex was good.
And I bet she made you scream.
And I hope that you both know.
all the damage that you have both done to me.
Selfish is as selfish does,
and this is what I get for acting with love.
I don't think I want to be a nice boy anymore.
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