Why wait any longer, i've got some shit to say,
with you doin so well it's tough to ever be okay,
what did i ever see in you sounds so cliche,
but how else should i think after bein betrayed,
why would i ask you to stay, when i wanna leave,
been pullin out all the tricks from under my sleeve,
you're the boss of this fuck story who i wish would relieve,
one of my duties since in myself i barely believe,
that was almost 2 years ago now, time sure flies,
when you're doin nothin but livin life and gettin high,
just any normal fucked up type of guy,
except now i rarely get the urge to try,
something too intimate like something from a porno skit,
cause once you have a taste you just want all of it,
what crimes did i commit? fuck confessions i'll hardly admit,
that i am not the reason everything turns to shit.