Little four star CD whore
Jesus been divorced before
She's a jewel cave solar day
In the middle of a tidle wave
She's glaring at the antichrist
He's using faded pick up lines
She's just another drama queen
Trying to steal another scene
Is it your New Orleans drunken feeling?
Is it crawling up the dirty ceiling?
Are you small in her opinion?
Did she already make her decision?
She will leave you broken hearted
You won't even know she departed
Took off while you were asleep
She was never yours to keep
You wake up in your cheap motel
Headache, hungover, alone as hell
No money, no car, no credit cards
Just pain and hurt and some deep scars
- Author: noeyrocks ( Offline)
- Published: August 26th, 2018 14:18
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 33
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