My Last, For You.

"Don't cry, mom will see."
Then why dump me on a car ride home?
Did you think it wouldn't bother me?
Did you think she wouldn't know?

Shake some sense into me,
make me see where I was wrong.
Like when you talked me into adultery,
by writing me a song.

"One last kiss?"
Fuck off, jerk.
I hope you miss
what you're leaving in dirt.

Four hundred and twenty nine days,
every hour wasted on you.
"You did nothing wrong." Set me ablaze.
Because then I can burn you up, too.

No more brown eyes,
they'll make me sick.
I'll spin around three times,
for my vanishing trick.