Fucking Fantastic
Twist the words I said up,
Then offer to gift wrap it.
Is there anything else?
You plead insanity.
What exactly does that have to do with me?
Don't try to cover reality
With clouds of bullshit matter.
You're unbelievable...
So scattered.
Matter of fact you're exactly,
The part of this world I could do without effortlessly.
So you might want to go back into your little corner of the world.
It's the one I don't lose sleep over.
You've given me plenty of reasons to shut you out.
Reword it,
Try and re-earn it.
Can't cross that bridge
Unless you can unburn it.
Everyone here knows you
don't have a heart of gold in,
They won't believe an ounce
of what you told them.
And the poor few who have
bought what you sold them
Will see it all eventually.
When they come back at you,
I hope you think of me.
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