And you know for me to stay. It would compromise everything I’ve done to stay sane. If it matters how I fare. You would kiss me and you would care. Yet I don’t have a reason for the way that I feel. I’ve had enough that I’m permanently scarred. It’s the bottom of the bottle down to one last pill. My remains will be a work of art.
[chorus] I’m a joke, I’m a joke, I’m a heart broken slow poke. Cause the things you say just don’t make any sense in this world of mine. Never mind, what I do or do not write, cause my lyrics don’t mean a damn to your type.
I will turn my head away. In disgust but mostly shame. I’m embarrassed I love you still, like a hamster and his wheel. Today I really went crazy I was losing my mind, I carved a heart into my chest. It was a sticky situation but now I feel fine. It's all because of my emotional distress.
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