Testo So, Here's That Song That I Wrote About You

I am pure fucking poison
You're no antidote
Cheap thrills fouling water
South on the highway
Sour kisses were all there were
Amongst blank walls
Fuck your compilation
Of every man there ever was I was pouring the dream
Into an empty vessel
End this charade
Just shut your mouth
I grew to hate you
The very day I met you
To think I could tame you was an utter failure
I know we'll never
Amount to anything
Strongarmed embraces
Three months of empty stares
Rip my pictures down
Tear out the pages
I feel I never knew you
Cuz there is nothing to you It's true that I know you never cared