we left with a bag full of yesterdays hopes,
rolled up in a mag so stressed when we spoke,
smoked just a drag left the rest for the boat,
cut off the rope with the feeling we'd choke,
the pencil screamed when we sharpened it softly,
to and from, the tag of the gift that she bought me,
and she brought me, the kind of pain that elevates,
and somehow when it's over only one of us celebrates,

hows that taste?
it's such a waste,
that pretty face,
this awkward place,

she's a pole dancer, she got it genetically,
always kind of bragged while she's been ahead of me,
and every friend of mine with her's combined,
threw up some dollars and bet against the line,

we'll never make it,
we need to face it,
and how'd this place get,
so far while chasing?

and I
been here all alone
floating in the sky
wandering in my mind
I've drifted far behind
just trying to find you,
I do this all the,

Time, it's of the essence,
with everything measured out with just guesses,
so how'd this mess get us so messed with,
I think I pressed it so hard then left it,
backwards patterns that mattered for just variables,
with eyes disguised to that of comparable, there you go,
britney bitch, came back, hair just go,
I don't know, I think we need to... slow
down, bobby v said,
you got a fat ass, you wanna be friends?
adult diapers, she said it all depends,
so I could jump off the mother fucking deep end,
no nose holding while you're diving,
you threw up your pride slide it back inside you,
where'd they hide you from a prime view?
with no ladder for you to climb to.... fall.
splat.