So damn hard to not fret over someone lost,
hurts to know our friendship pays the cost,
my thoughts always mosh and someone gets hurt,
all stays hidden behind a hat and matching shirt,
with my DC's and my Mets hat on,
i can forget it all and skip a sad song,
cause i can't waste any more time,
wondering why the ones i lost couldn't be mine,
not good enough for them, them not worthy,
all the words have been told, i have heard these,
please stop trying to say you know what i've been saying,
clearly your smarts have been delaying,
why would i brag about getting rejected?
the fuck did you think i expected?
wasn't i always clear i'd never quit,
if you dealt with mine, i'd handle all your constant shit.