You have to thrown
Me to the ditch
Wish I would known
That you were such a bitch
It wasn’t only me in your bed
That is what I have found
Now I wish I was dead
How does that sound?
With that it was good bye
Why should I try
I will move on
With the new morning dawn
You come a calling again
Like you haven’t committed a sin
You thought I couldn’t resist
Your sweet passionate kiss
To bad you’re a whore
So I shut the door
Now you are realizing
What I meant with my good byes
You had tried to play a game
Tried to reach some kind of fame
But now you have failed
And your ship has sailed
"Now without any bull $h!t our life will be nothing more than a rose with out sharp nasty thorns. We would go on with out pricking
a finger or wading waste deep in $h!t." -John E. Buchholz-