Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
I did trust you, led to lust you, to be duped
Thanks for f*****g
nothing!
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
Sensed a mystique, turned to spent air? Killed it
dead
Thanks for f*****g nothing
Scraped the depths to salvage something
Thanks for f*****g nothing
Drained my all, then
dropped the bombshell
True, we were not joined/ our every feature spliced
Though you rushed in and took a lead
Three words
spouted
This contagion
crossed all divides
caused a shift in protective focus
Three words flouted
Untimely end,
I should've clicked? a sensory cut-out
A spoiling of the harmony, of which we were about
I don't despise or demonize, but I just
know your form
Walk right out and move along, and leap before you look
Thanks for f*****g nothing!
