There are days when I've felt better
won matches, raped double headers
the days when i had the world spinning on my finger
but these days feelings just linger, I wanted to bring her
the joy that i felt in my heart when i met her
but she kept wanting more than I could give her
she wanted a river, not a fricking yacht
but she kept coming back for me to rot
i tried my best to keep up
but then she forgot everything about me
she committed a theft and left me beat up
then left me broken, with nothing left, now I'm just a corpse
empty and dead
since then I've been feeling old
and feeling cold I shiver, just thinking of her
i become bitter, I cry not with my eyes by with my voice
and let those moist tears spit out from my oyster.
