I hold my very simplest of thoughts,
My mind tumbles and conects the dots,
Of a life that I, once called my own.
If only, if only, i had simply known.
Lies were near and over the hill.
Never thought you'd stick me the bill.
The damage it's caused will scar my box.
I will wind through this maze like a sly little fox.
No longer will I have to pay the price,
'Cause even they know you rolled the dice,
Of a game you thought would go your way.
Would have never thought I had lots to say.
No longer will I play your dirty little game.
I promise you now things will never be the same.
So never roll those dice again,
'Cause I'm not nearly as stupid as your cute little friend.
