Wildcard Joey Ain’t Shit

Things come in twos

As I held my breath for you

And you tore me back far to many times

Oh, why?

So siphon off every drain

I'm tangled in what to say

This isn't my boat

Though I can say that we all will go somewhere now

No matter anything you fucking say, this ship will sink in days

You can leave this ocean

I'll sail on my own

You won't last for long

You seem ornery, I don't know

As I'd sit with the vacant rhymes and wonder how I'll hide its subject for now

And all of the times that I spent myself bleeding there searching for somewhere else

Cast away

When lost, I can't believe it goes on for so long to pretend

What is the state of your lie for so long to make me bleed?

You're so ornery