Place your bets on who's first to split,
The cheating chick or the arrogant shit...

Ice cold and dark,
My heart is stone...

I'm good at killing brain cells,
I'm always boozing in the bar...

Here comes a simple story,
One like many another...

I once had a friend,
Whom just loved to pretend...

Golden sand between my toes,
I'm bare-footed on the beach...

Break my back, and for bloody what?
Dirt under my nails and eyes bloodshot...

She says I'm breathing far too deep,
Says she's got a splitting headache...

Incarcerated in insecurity,
You can call me a mass of mess...

In the damp, soggy soil,
With still a wetness in the air...

A humble puppet of the puppeteer,
Do this, do that, and please stand here...

The greens above the browns,
And the colors above the greens...