This rough and fucked up love,
It's like a pinecone cracking and crumbling up.
This love is so done.
Because, let me tell you,
I don't want pinecone love.
I don't want you.
I'm through.
Yeah it's true,
I don't love you.
I wish I never knew who,
you were,
because you blurred,
me, So take your pinecone "love", that didn't last,
and shove it up your ass!