through the mirror i thought i saw it
a telltale kingdom revealing the truth
and i was you screaming into the glass
and saying something about being vain
but that's so redundant and obvious
take a look at the way you wear your heart
like it's this season's must have handbag
storing names and numbers and thoughts of love
about boys that never wanted you
they only want sex and the sense of something made
you're no special place in their heart
you're a piece of ass, a tropy, a tally, a notch in their bedpost
you're a story they tell their friends
the kind filled with profanity and x-rated scenes
and a few derogatory names not fit for a queen
(but this should be expected)
i mean, when you walk out, guns blazing, makeup shaking
i mean: hips in clubs couldn't even breathe this in
to mean anything other than the oxygen you steal
with every breath you tell another lie
pollute my air and not care
i mean, all of your tainted swears
tearing away at the ozone layer
the reason for global warming is you
and i'm sitting in a chair with that half dead stare
cuz my sleep never comes cheap
my mind works overtime until it gets exhausted
pretty vessels shutting off, blood running thin
the other day when i said "i'll squeeze you in"
wasn't too far off from the truth
i mean i finally got it down
this whole thing about letting you down
sometimes i just wanna say sorry
most of the time you don't say shit
this time i could give a fuck less
you can't blame my "i don't care" attirude
i mean, i only learned from the best
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