Shit went down! Shit went up!
Shit flew way far in space
only to come back fucked up!
I lost my cool but they don’t know. Because they can’t see as it doesn’t show. I’ll try to find it before they do, I know no other way to deal with you. I’m right there in your pocket, but you think of me far gone. What way is there to let you know without ruining the fun? I would’ve thought you knew me after all this time, yet you can not penetrate my facade as it’s sublime. I guess, I guess, that’s all you are, a memory of another time.
Oh if only you could prove me wrong, even if it’s just a farce. Not that I’m giving you a chance, not that you can be arsed. I want so much, I need so much and I know you can’t supply, though I wish I’d known earlier ‘bout your heart being a lie.
So stop it boy, don’t you see? That’s all you are now, and more importantly; that’s all you’ll ever be. A memory. You’ve had your chance. There will never be another you and me.
You fuck things up? I’ll fuck you op.
Better yet. I’ll forget.