Ready for Jail

I wish I didn’t feel this way.

I bet she says things that I would say,

If only I knew how to flirt.

I’d ask you to teach me something,

While wearing a short skirt.

Then compliment your teaching skills.

Oh wait, I did that already.

What’d she do? Give you some pills?

Is that why you left me?

Was she the dealer to your addict?

No, I can’t leave this be.

Why her, when I was right here?

Tonight, I know I won’t be getting any sleep.

I think she woke up in your arms,

Did you set the cuddle alarm?

I can smell her on you, floral perfume,

Yes, I think I can safely assume,

Exactly what happened last night.

I think I can see it,

Your hands on her nameless, faceless body.

Soft skin, perfect tits.

Broke my perfect fucking fairytale.

That’s okay though,

I think I’m ready to go to jail.