She said fuck you

And the high horse you rode in on

It's been a blind course of divorce since you been gone

I'm staying busy, but I barely keep my skin on

It's just another test that at best keeps my chin strong

Lightheaded, eyes bright red

And I'm just trying to find a little slice of heaven I can tread in

She said I try to stop the drops, my eyes are sheddin'

But I can't seem to shake your sour scent from my beddin'

And my advice was bad to offer her

I said that could be fixed with a little fabric softener

Already took our pictures down at magic markered her

I swear to god, the end was almost bad as the start with her

Well, look what the kitty dragged in

With a shitty sad grin, stressed, pretty bad skin

Nit picky, skinny titties sagged thin

With like fifty nifty reasons I should shimmy back in

Should I really, really

Or would I be silly

To continue concealing this feelings that I be feeling

My man Evan Walker made you look serene

These shrooms made your eyes bloom into roses

Plumage that's gold and rays in a beam

But these aren't the same views when I'm sober

And being ourselves is hella difficult

When we party religiously like it's a cult

The real you I wanna get to know

The real me I wanna get to show

But I hide behind my drunkenness like it's a cloak

And you do the same

And when it provokes thoughts

I'm wondering if Mrs. Night Fun is the right one

Shit I hope

But you know the game

And I smile like light shows

And when she smile bright light shows

Man I know this dame, trying to commit a ****

But I ain't really sure

'Cause she ain't really pure

Trying to lock me down every time I hit the door

Should I really, really

Or would I be silly

To continue concealing this feelings that I be feeling