Every time i thought i finally got a star,
i feel so stupid in the end, quite bizarre,
that this is everything you unfortunately are,
maybe i am shooting too soon, Solo i shoot first,
cause i know being in pretend hurts the worst,
already knew i was emotionally cursed,
but you didn't have to go so low,
leave me nothing like it's all you really owed,
guess to survive i don't need you though,
now you're just somebody that i used to know,
certainly addicted to this numbing sadness,
trying to get away from her blonde madness,
my wallet for her is always it's fattest,
if you don't want me to get you jealous,
don't cut me off like an old CD collecting dust,
i used to know you and i felt i knew us.