You must've done this before it can't be your first time,
red eyed saying you've never once smoked a dime,
i'm sorry that Friday-Saturday i keep all mine,
it's the only way to make sure Monday-Thursday i have a spine,
cause to her i'm just new make up and soon she'll need another,
wondering why i don't respond, so i don't smother,
brick wall after brick wall i'll never be uncovered,
hopefully our broken bond in December can recover,
cause i remember a day when talking wasn't an activity,
and you know me sometimes i weigh more towards sensitivity,
use my creativity and escape ambitiously,
comically i return to say the truth admittedly,
i know your type, i call it Jean Gray,
always trying to get her ex man forgetting about me,
not a super hero to you so why would i save?
burning all the emotions that once made me crave.